16 hour shifts

poem by: Andrew Dietrich
Written on Aug 16, 2021 

Her back aches
Away from her boys her heart aches
Dollars dollars dollars to be made
Choices choices mistakes were made
The prices are going to be paid
The demons one by one laid
She is valued she is sacred 
She is beautiful She is perfect every curve naked.
Your last chance dude
I'm going to take it.
You are valued you are loved
You wrap around my heart like a glove
We can reach all the goals above
I love you my turtle tank morning dove.

 

Tags: Happy, Love, Humor,

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