My Wife’s Friend Poem by Me.S Dey

He often visits our home -
And opines wisely on our home décor.
Last valentine’s I painted a portrait of my wife
And hanged that creation on front-wall wide.
He came and raised his eye-brows -
And an instant removal was just to follow.
Sometimes he sings songs of love -
And my wife becomes cheerful than ever.
Sometimes he sings songs of separation -
And my wife forgets to smile anymore.
We strictly observe care before any addition,
Deletion at our home décor or even alteration.
‘He may not like it’ - thinks my wife,
And I am often advised to act otherwise.
He is the one who takes all the decisions
And my wife is happy to take them into consideration.
Yes, I am the boss of the house where we live
And I sure have his permission to say so or proclaim.
Sure I try to be obliged to him and loyal to my wife;
Coz I love my wife and can’t ever think otherwise.

S. Dey.