You  sloped about
In your raggedy clothes
Today  doing a bit of
Desultory hoovering
And  making a bacon
Sandwich or two -
But you fidgeted,
Fidgeted and were
Unsettled watching the TV -
Your  gruff voice and your
Busyness didn't deceive me -
I saw you clearly waiting,
Waiting for her
To  come home  to you.
She was late.
And  I wondered suddenly
If you would have
Any  sort of a life if she never
Did arrive one day.
I wondered, then, what you would
Do  without your wife
If you waited for her in vain.
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