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A WOMAN'S LOVE

A WOMAN'S LOVE In her nightgown and faded PJ.s at the kitchen sink, she stood Always regular as clockwork, just like I so expected she would Table set, toast in the rack, and, a glass of fresh fruit juice too The cornflake box left ajar to have with my iced cold milk dew Aroma of hot coffee in the air waiting my final minutes of rest Not a word was spoken as her love in my breakfast expressed As now arrives at the table to fill her cereal bowl like she does As regular as clockwork I hand her the cereal box just because I have a need to let her know, she’s not just my breakfast slave Grabbing my bag, setting off to work I go, I give her a last wave Then left her alone sitting to read the side of the cornflake box She does this every morning, regular, as the ticking of the clock She has a need to read all the ingredients she is about to digest Waited a moment, to see if she would see the message I as left I watched on as her head tilts to one side, as to read the words Underneath a little doodle of some very odd-looking love birds It is worth the earth to me to see her eyes lighten up and smile As to my love to show a little gesture is always worth the while With things forgotten I work on as to a well-earned lunch break To find within my lunch box; a little note, under the ginger bake It reads . . . To my forever loving man I too will love you, even more, tomorrow, than I love you today And; no matter how far the work distance in my heart you stay Your forever loving woman Written by Indiana.59 - Music and Vocals by Suno AI . . .