It is true:
My husband
has never
taken out
the garbage
from our little house
in the suburbs.
My husband
has never
taken our children
out for the night
to trick-or-treating
as I sit
on the porch in a witch hat.
My husband
has never
come home from
a long day
to a special meal
I have prepared
just for him.
My husband
has never
told me he loves me
beside a warm fire
on our honeymoon.
But he will.
very nice poem. thanks for sharing. I would like you to read my poem Why I love you.
I am sure he will and what a lucky man he will be too. All in good time. 10 from me. Smiling at ya Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good. But, it is 18 years since you wrote this. May I ask, has he?