Erica Francis

(January 7,1988 - September 17,2078 / Columbus, OH)

My Husband


It is true:
My husband
has never
taken out
the garbage
from our little house
in the suburbs.

My husband
has never
taken our children
out for the night
to trick-or-treating
as I sit
on the porch in a witch hat.

My husband
has never
come home from
a long day
to a special meal
I have prepared
just for him.

My husband
has never
told me he loves me
beside a warm fire
on our honeymoon.

But he will.

Submitted: Monday, October 31, 2005
Edited: Monday, October 31, 2005

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