As it’s National Poetry Day, here’s another of my poems, this one written a while ago for a certain someone’s birthday.
You are my online Tesco delivery:
supplying all my needs.
I am your favourite pair of Gap jeans:
long lasting but with an expanding waistline.
You are my 10,000 mile annual service:
keeping me safe and running.
I am your Tramadol:
easing many pains (but with a few unpleasant side effects).
You are my John Lewis department store:
resourceful and full of possibilities.
I am your 40 degree mixed colours wash:
able to deal with most things
and the only programme you use.