I’ve worked hard all day
Rough hands, tired feet
Answering the phone
Listening to upset voices
Constant stressful work issues.
Lunchtime is here,
Didn’t eat breakfast, starved
Food comes, server plops it on the table
Don’t wanna go off on her again,
Like I did the other day.
Home at last, slippers waiting for me.
I can hear the sound of bath water running
Bubbles everywhere, soft music playing
I find you in bed, willing and waiting
You beckon me to come, my towel drops
My bad day turns into a good night.