We spoke on length,
She wanted too.
I allowed the ongoing chatter she mused.
She thought me upset,
I thought her too
Only to find, we were both the fools.
Sent her to bitter street.
While I was all stressed,
With no one to greet.
Why hadn’t she approached me,
And asked my how?
Instead of hiding with a shameful scowl.
She should have called. It would have been worth it all.
But she visited, behind my back.
In the name of business,
Wasn’t that slack?
While he made calls, sneaky like Snowy, the cat.
Intuition ran wild but I ignored it all.
Then later she concluded, how deceitful he was.
He and I had our family talk,
And stitched in time,
Save our marriage was the important part,
No more resentment, nor bitter escapes,
No heated arguments for our daughter’s sake.
Clear communication is all a woman needs,
To be that loving champion, she once used to be.