The day started well
I entered the room
You lay on the bed
All a-swish and a-swoon.
A gift on my pillow
Beside your sweet head
Chocolates
And flowers
Of varying sorts
Set in my tin, to bake me a Torte.
You lay there, all smiling
Hand propping up your head
“Will you be my Valentine?”
Is what you said.
Even though, we are already wed.
I put my present to the side
Though invited by the bed
I had to nip out,
Pay a visit to the loo
To deposit a (rather extensive) number two.
So there’s me upon the toilet,
And you in the bed
The hours of love-making
Must take place inside your head.
I strike up a chat
In hope you’ll stay awake
Through wall
And half-opened door,
But only moments later
I hear a gentle snore.
After a while
When my business is done
I can finally lay beside you
Thank God!
It’s already half past one!
We lie there
Together
Softly sleeping
Gently breathing
Silently dreaming:
Then suddenly
Rudely forced awake
“Mum, Mum…”
A voice penetrates.
I cannot see
Who’s waking me
I cannot recall
The voice at all
I have to ask
The name –
Of the child who is to blame,
For shattering our sleep.
“Joni.”
Standing there
Complaining of a crap nightmare!
No matter how hard I try,
I cannot be good.
I am too tired out
To talk it through
So,
I make a space
In my own bed
And snuggle close
Into her head,
Her long legs dangle
All around
Her feet are mostly on the ground.
I hold her tight,
Tell her
“It’s alright.”
I lay there
Breathing her same air
And in time, become aware
Of an ache
In my left ear,
Both my arms
You understand
Are tightly clasped by her two hands.
I heave a sigh and stroke her hair
Then dismiss her off
To her own lair
Tell her a game
That she can play
To help her sleep
And she’s away.
My attention turns
To my ear pain
I keep it warm.
And snuggle down again.
Attempt to sleep
Only to realise
There is a pressure
Between my thighs,
The bathroom calls
I must arise.
I fall into bed
Sleep like I’m dead
Only to wake
Before my alarm
A child is ill –
Can I come?
So my dear, I want to say
Despite our night
Of stop and start
I love you
From the bottom of my heart.
And why, I’ll tell you here and now:
I am happy that we share
Our lives together
That we care
Despite the stresses and the strains
That we bear.
Be it
Children sneaking into our bed
Or falling sometimes into the red
Be it family feuds
Or great swings of moods
Be it pain
Or the strain of more illness yet again
We remain
On the same plane.
I love you
Because you’re there
Despite the ink spot on the stair,
Because when you come home
And do not moan
But help me to tidy up the mess,
You show how you care,
You always do your best.
You laugh with me through life.
I am a happy as your wife.
When I’m sad you take my hand
I have the feeling
That you always understand.
And because after such a night
With the horror and the fright
You tell me:
“to let the entertainment go
forget the night behind us
it was not one of our best
lets take our four feet forward
and get on with the rest.”
Yes, I will be you Valentine
Will you be mine?
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