We are but
peas in a pod
my man and me,
quiet people
if you were
to see
us in the flesh
together
yet our
conversations
are very loud
for he needs
to be right and
I am very proud
and with a glance
or silent nod
we know
the score
and the odds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life's even and odd particularly 'tween wife and hus is like a fuss with mirth so nice....never give up write