I Know That I Love You…2409
I know that I love you, my dear, yes!
Oh you name! …Lord thee bless!
works with the infirm, comes home late,
A role she plays, ordained by fate.
Study the tomes, all night long.
So can cut through, many a thong.
Pops a pill, to sack it late,
across the bed, a pile of hate.
Few snatched moments, on the line.
Scarcely if ever; a quaff of wine.
Long now forgotten, is out to dine,
weekends trudge, stringing laundry line.
Oh! Loved the firs and rustling pines
Cutting through wrists are daunting twines
I know that I love you, my dear, ...
years back......a bird stood shuddering on the tarmac with discontent deep in its bowels, as the grey haired captain eased up the throttle....the bird roared sprang to life and took wing....as i looked out the window at the receding landscape....i came up with a few lines
heres to motherland...wherever that maybe
Waking up in a sultry morn
blistering sun has a desert born
Ablaze at once in early dawn
Alight aflame afire and on
Dazzle dry daft and drone