Katherine August 26, 2017
Eating in the garden in the rain
Denying what his senses felt and saw
November came and he crept in again
A look of anguish with a heart so pained
He wished he were beyond the natural law.
Eating in the garden in the rain
Once we were to weather quite immune
We lived as if our bodies had no flaw
November came and we ate in again
I heard the blackbird spring its built in tune
Hoping that his misery would thaw
While eating in the house where it can’t rain
To him the winter dark made very plain
We must eat indoors and find some joy
November comes and we are home again
Every husband has at least one flaw
And it ain’t what that old damned butcher saw
Eating in the garden in the rain
Autumn comes and I still vote remain