You Never Buy Me Flowers


When you come home after a hard day's work,
there's a plate on the counter and food on the stove.
Your favorite bottle is chilling in a bucket of ice;
as you relax in your Lazy Boy, I think, "isn't that nice?"

You never buy me flowers

While you watch a movie or go to play Xbox
I'm standing in the kitchen, elbows deep in dishes.
When you say you're tired and you're taking a nap,
my arms are overflowing with the laundry stack.

You never buy me flowers

After you awaken you want a shoulder rub;
I put down the broom and attend to you at once.
Then you go to shower and find a shirt needs sewn;
once the tear is mended tomorrow's lunch must be tended.

You never buy me flowers

When midnight comes and goes we lay in bed together;
I'm almost asleep when you whisper naughty things into my ear.
You roll me over and I sigh as I look right into your eyes
and shout 'You never buy me flowers' and then I roll back over.

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