I'll love you, If you'll love me, See how happy We can be, Life will be A thrilling song, Until the children Come along. I loved your humor And thrilled to your sighs, I didn't realize You were telling lies. Love is splendid, Love is grand, You once were happy To hold my hand. Now you want My soul and body I think your motives Were kind of shoddy. My heart skipped beats When you were in sight, Now old age palpitations Keep me up at night. I used cling to Every word you said, Now your jabbering Leaves a pain in my head. You said you needed A woman you could adore, But all you wanted Was a maid to wash the floor. You used to smell So manly and charming, Now your odor Is quite alarming. I cooked and cleaned And kept you well fed, Put up with your nonsense And warmed your bed. Ain't love grand?   ~ Frannie (Frannie516@aol.com)~ You are welcome to use the graphics on this page providing you use them as a set and don't mix them with other graphics. You may use a different title and different text, but be sure to include my button and a link back. (http://www.geocities/writerswinter2004/) All poems and short stories on this website have a copyright. If you wish to use one or more on your website, contact the author for permission. If you enjoyed this page, check these out: Love Sublime Mr. Valentine And.......for many others, click the link for HOME. Home: Writers' Winter 2004 Index