No emotional love,
30 minutes of devotional love, for you.
I get very little societal love.
I have love for the road and all street corners,
No love for those big nasties that chase me away.
Love for the warmer weather,
No love for standing in torrents of rain, waiting…
The pain of love is when I’m not paid,
When those love notes, 10 pound notes, don’t fall into my hand
And I’m left, feeling unloved, sitting at the side of the road.