It was my wife Jessica’s birthday yesterday, and these two poems are in honour of her and the many ordinary moments we share together.
Tea
Do you want a cuppa tea?
She said to me
And I said yes—
Because
I always want a tea
If she is drinking it
With me
The Sous-Chef
Jessica works magic
With the chicken
On the hob
While I stand by
And peel the spuds
Because that is a job
That requires little magic
But I like to be
Nearby
In proximity to her
I think that any job will do—
Being with her is the magic,
So now you can call me Sous
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