I Shouldda Got An Apartment By Myself! ! Poem by Michael Gale

Our words are hurtful and heated as
the flames of the opened oven,
My dear ole' husband is not too fun!
I threaten him with a divorce,
His scope on life is not too full of hope!
He nags me in ways i just regret,
We do say words that we should forgive
as forget! Marriage is not without many a
pitfall, Just names are called without
thoughts or a regretful recall! To forgive
is divine, Hopefully together we can
apologize and embrace gathered entwine!

2006 Michael Jeffrey Gale