The evening wears on

While outside in the garden

Golden leaves cling on

The light is just right

For us to enjoy the night

Cradling a belly of joy

Not a girl or a boy

Crisps, dips and all the chocs

You are mine

A love on the rocks

Binging another show

In the warmth of the TVs glow

Mine is growing

increasing, expanding and showing

My telly bel...

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