Friday, November 23, 2012


Our House

She likes to check the mail, as do I.
She likes to cut the lawn, which is good,
because I don’t.
She loves to cook. I love to eat.
We both raked the yard, this afternoon.
She likes to make me my coffee.
I love coffee, and I love that she loves
to make it for me.
Neither of us much cares about driving.
It is so crazy out there.
She loves her dog.
I love my dogs.
Her dog has become my dog,
and my dogs have become her dogs.
The cats have remained independent
though we both feed them.
She likes my frog, and my turtle.

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