'When Is Your Next Trip? ? ? ' Poem by Annie Juliet

I forgot to get up from bed to see morning shine
Cos you weren’t there to wake me
I don feel like cooking
Cos you aren’t there to taste
I don even clean the house
Cos your are not there to make it dirty
I don dress up good
Cos you aren’t there to comment
No shirts to unbutton for me to wash
I forget to turn off Television
Some times forget to turn off stove..
I rather love to be at work for a long time
Cos your aren’t there at home
I forget my sleep
Cos you aren’t there to give me my good night kisses
I really miss the bed time boring story which makes me sleep peacefully
Though I miss you so much…
My heart longs for you every min and every second.
I still manage to say “why such a hurry? You could have taken the next train to reach home peacefully, and when is your next business trip? ? ”


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