Eggs on Toast


Love is eating eggs on toast,
No expectation of Sunday roast,
Love is a three hour drive
To arrive and watch a game.

Love is leaving me in bed,
Asleep beneath the bedspread,
Love is being there for me,
Ardently, from age sixteen.

Love is massaging my feet
For a little nightly treat
Love is Sunday morning ironing,
Tidying up along the way.

Love is giving of your time,
Love is saying that your mine,
Love is thirty-eight years together,
I know your love is mine forever.

Copyright wordz2Go Feb 2015