have time
for a relationship, she was busy.
very busy.
the kids,
the dog, her job,
her parents,
her house,
the yard.
but she squeezed me
in on Sunday afternoons.
i was way down
on her totem pole of importance.
nearly
at the bottom of
her food chain.
the only thing that
kept me
coming around was
her pot roast.
which was to die for.
her saving grace.
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