There will be no misunderstanding,
no misgivings,
no anger and no pain,
no side eyes,
no rain.
There will be no tomorrows,
no yesterdays,
no whatifs,or ‘Oh Gees’,
no judgements,
no trees.
There will be no puppy kisses,
no fetch,
no cookies and no walking,
no snuggles,
no talking.
There will be no Blue Jays,
no Canucks,
no Sid the Kid or cricket,
no Aussie rules,
no wickets.
There will be no air fryer chicken,
no stir fry,
no curry bakes or oohlong tea,
no Xmas ju jubes,
no me.
ml’25