HOPE ANEW
He badly treats you and you admit it.
You need someone new, but you
won't permit it,
The magic, for him is gone,
he leaves you sad, lonely and
forlorn.
You write to him and his reply
you wait
but for him, he is busy, his
hour is late.
He makes excuses for his
delay,
you plot revenge, how to
repay.
How it was you can't forget,
like strangers now, who have
never met.
My friend, it's time to move
on ,
to linger is wrong.
Start your life anew.
Hope! This belongs to you.
TeAnne © July 21.
1998
The Sale.
He sold the lot
All the pans and all the pots
Along with the curtains and
the carpet
But, the fridge was not for
sale!
he said to the long suffering
wife! "Dear............
Where else would I store my
beer? "
18th July ©