purr

you complement me on my hair 

when I know that it's a mess 

you say my shirt looks sexy 

and it's torn with stains on it 

you tell me dinner was really great 

when the steak was pretty tough 

you see through rose colored glasses

and I thank you very much 

you tell me that I purr at night 

when it's actually snoring 

you stay awake when I toss and turn 

and I know that it's annoying 

I lay awake and watch you sleep 

saying a prayer of thanks 

with your arm around me tight

loving that I'm there

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License