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HOTDOGS FOR DINNER

 

 

His lovely bride was no cook, tried she might

He labored on construction till the night

He worked up a heck of an appetite

Rushing on home, must have missed every light

 

Kicked off his boots as he held her so tight

Leisurely asked what’s for dinner tonight

He looked at her two hotdogs, what a sight

One’s for you, one’s for me, is that alright

 

Eyes so bright and smiling with much delight

The young newlyweds dined by candlelight

Gingerly nibbled to enjoy each bite

So she recalled their very special night

 

As she glanced far beyond in the moonlight

Fond memory, now young widow’s hindsight

 

Copyright © Line Monique Gauthier 2018

Form of Poetry

Monorhyme

Author: Line Monique Gauthier
I started writing poetry as a teenager and the passion for it flourished since retiring. I also dabble in photography, watercolour and acrylics. I created what I call Flash Memory Therapy. I am an active member of Haiku Canada and PoetrySoup.com. My poetry is down-to-earth and meant to be understood as opposed to impress with hifalutin words.
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