It Was A Soft Quiet Voice
It was a soft quiet voiceA very simple expression of feeling…
She noticed how he worked so diligently
On his barn, he worked so hard
He so enjoyed his barn
She was just expressing how nice it would be
To see that kind of passion for the
Inside of the home…
It was a soft, quiet, sad voice
“I wish you worked as hard on the house”
But, his response was the usual anger
He got up and walked away
Like a spoiled child who didn’t get his way
Here we go again…
She wonders, will it ever end…
He told her once that he should be able
To express his feelings…
I guess that only meant him…
Here we go again…
She wonders, will it ever end…
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