Dancing At Lunacy

It was tricky to capture what bliss means to me
A large cup of tea? A walk by the sea?
I don’t like to lie in the bathtub for hours
I’d rather have showers, but not scented with flowers
But I came home one day, and what do you think –
I found this in the sink! How it made me blink!

My husband’s been trying to give up the smoke
Like plenty of folk, so the ashtray must soak
It’s easy to start, not so easy to stop
But his heart needs an op, so they’ve now got the chop

And so now all that smell will be gone from the air

For our health we will care, and our future we’ll share

With more money and energy, full of good cheer

Hoping dreams will appear,  year after year

Filed under: Lisburn, photo | Tagged: bliss, cigarettes, heart, photohunt |