End Of The Day Poem by Jock Ridi

the day is getting shorter
now almost to it's end
the house is growing quiet
yet my mind is on a friend

I wish she was here beside me
with only moi upon her mind
forgetting about her troubles
Oh the fun that we could find

the focus would be on pleasure
following each others' lead
the giving would be treasured
unlike some others' needs

maybe soon my wish will come true
perhaps this poem is one she'll see?
possibly she'll grab the clue
and bring it to reality