The Lonely Writer's Wife
Oh where is John? He is in the garden shed.
He spends more time out there than he does in bed.
Rising early to finish work on that stupid book,
Trying hard to write a decent hook.
Have you seen it–Taken a look
Yeah I was in the shed and from the side I took,
I opened the pages, a mere glance I had
Before he slammed his hand on mine and said I’d been bad
It’s not finished, he said lifting off my hand
I only looked at the title “Sinking Sands”
He then pushed me out the shed door, and half way up the garden
He forgave me eventually though, gave me a full pardon.
He spends more time writing than he does with me.
If he carries on like this, divorced we will be.
At that moment John burst through the door,
A mountain of hand written pages, it's finished he proclaimed!
If you want to read, be my guest.
He turned and walked back towards the garden shed
John what are you doing?
If you are wondering where I am going, you will soon see,
There are going to be three books in this trilogy!!!