Martyr
by: Teresa J Lavender (A.K.A. Teresa Seavey)
I’ve suffered your elbows,
your knees, and your hipbones
your sharp, cold feet, toenails,
your snoring and breath smells.
I’ve held you in nightmares,
confusion and sickness,
given in to your sleepy-eyed,
fumbling advances
I’ve covered your coldness
I’ve ached for your comfort
I’ve breathed in your chest hairs
and not once complained
But now as I tremble
on the edge of the bed
you peacefully sleeping
fluffy pillow ‘neath your head
I reflect on the fairness
of this vigil I keep
then say, “shove on over,
it’s my turn to sleep!”
About the Creator
Teresa Lavender
Mainer living in Texas. Singer/songwriter/poet/artist. Check out my original songs: https://www.reverbnation.com/teresalavender
Check out my art shop https://www.facebook.com/Recycledbytije/?view_public_for=166057120101486
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