The Love Of My Life

My Daughter looks after me,

She has come to happily be

A source of my tranquillity.

 

She is aptly the love of my life,

Freeing me from lots of strife

From her being extremely nice.

 

I am off to see her today,

The Grandkids will play

In a nice, respectful way.

 

She’s a lovely, loving treasure

Of my reciprocal endeavour

Of braving stormy weather.

 

We both know the score

Of being humbly poor,

Which can make you sore.

 

But we strive on and on

Enjoying lots of fun

With new times begun.

 

I am now pleasantly well

Not suffering a cursed spell

Of being insanely in hell.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 26/08/2017

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.