That couple
We love them dearly,
Individually – always will –
but together – lawdy lawd…
they’ve exhausted our sympathy,
our advice, our sympathy again…
they love ‘making up’
more than rowing, separating – don’t we all?
but they love making up, even
more than loving…
This poem was written/submitted by Michael Shepherd.
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