Keeping It Fresh Poem by Mark Heathcote

There'll be a reflection tomorrow in those eyes
searching, asking do you remember me?
Do you remember me as-I-use to be?
Or how I am today,
please be honest darling, do kiss-and-tell.
Much has changed; we have both grown older.
But our love isn't a parody or a Broadway show
darling-don't-give me those sad puppy dog eyes
darling-don't-huff or tut-tut in my face
darling-don't-give me the cold shoulder
after all, after-so-many years of sacrifice
don't you think we should have sorted all this stuff out
don't I deserve more than a-terse-word or two?
Don't I deserve more than-a-blank expression?
Where's the romance, and where's the passion gone
darling, don't look away hear what I have to say
Darling, darling happy April fool's day!