Silly ManA Poem by Shawna :) My poor, poor fiance... There is a whiff of resentment in the air I breathe tonight. He has his moments, when nothing he does can be right. I had a hard day and I worked too long . I'm ill and I'm tired while he sings me his song. "Did you do this and did you do that?" I ask in despair. He sighs and says "Yes, you know that I care." He washes and cleans and cooks the food. But I'm exhausted and moody, nothing is good. He asks "What's wrong? Did you have a bad day?" I reply, "Why yes of course, what'd you think I'd say?" I fall back on the bed as if it would take me adrift. Away from these bills and responsibilities and swift! But he falls down beside me and smiles with delight. "Why are you so happy?" I snap, to his fright. "I love you and miss you all the while you're away." "I'm so glad that you're home, I want you to stay." I rejoice in relaxation, a break from the race. I turn to him and caress his gentle, loving face. I know he is confused and knows not what to do, but I am woman and I am allowed to misconstrue. I have mood swings more often than not and I effortlessly cry. I want to lose weight and then I eat pie. No man can understand what's in a female brain, but he has nothing to lose and everything to gain. So he just smiles and goes on his merry way, thinking one day he'll understand everything I do and say. Silly man. © 2012 ShawnaReviews
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ShawnaMSAboutMy name is Shawna, I love writing and expressing the random thoughts and ideas in my head. I look forward to reading as many poems as I can, and I also look forward to people reading mine and offering.. more..Writing
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