Love Tough
Love tough
By Marie Gordon
I’ll wait up for you ‘til three
Fold your faded shirts
And iron your slacks
As if to nudge you along
I’ll watch you from the sidelines
For the trailing match
And cheerlead you on
Hang in for another round
I’ll sweep up the broccoli
Left from your cooking
And hope you take note
Of me or the polished floor
But if you’ll see me today
It won’t be the next
That I’ll soak your shoes
So you’ll wear them with a smile
No it won’t be tomorrow
If we meet today
And if I push you
You’ll send me home with my bags
Perhaps you knew all along
That I’d loved too deep
And you just so much
To know love wasn’t enough
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