In Trouble…Again

Tracing careful steps,

I can see you are upset.

I touch your hand,

Gentle and caring but you pull back.

My gaze tries to meet yours,

But you look away.

A tear traces a sorrowful line down your cheek,

Reaching to wipe it away you slap my hand.

Your silence echos louder than words ever could,

In typical fashion I struggle to discover what I have done.

Is it something I said, something I did?

For God’s sake I’m not a mind reader!

This dance of wills goes on and on,

Resigned to the fact that I will lose,

No give or take just a cold shoulder and I’m to blame.

Bizarre and yet comical,

Juvenile in it’s pettiness.

Looking back these squabbles always make us laugh.

Maybe I had too much to drink,

Maybe I told a story that she didn’t want me to tell,

Or maybe I forgot her birthday,

This only happened once,

Fortunately she is forgiving.

It could be attributed to male ignorance I suppose,

Does this dissolve me of blame?

Yes…until the next time.

Sadly there will be a next time,

Confident in my shortcomings,

I will take up residence in the doghouse once again.

6 thoughts on “In Trouble…Again

  1. This one had me smiling as it sounded like how an argument goes between my husband and I. Most good hearted men, like him and yourself, I think really do try your best to make amends. Forgiveness is important in marriage, and a sense of humour that one may be in the doghouse once again. :)

    • Well fortunately I seldom have to visit the doghouse, which is probably why I hate being in it so much. :) Lets face it you can’t sweat the little things too much, its better to laugh them off and move on. :) Thanks again I always appreciate your comments.

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