In those eyes, tears do brim

All a-quiver are your lips

I've done wrong again

The latest of many slips

 

I rack my brains for reasons

Did I omit my morning kiss?

Or fail to hail your daily bloom?

What critical need did I miss?

 

As the baby's due next month

I'm watching my p's and q's

Skating on thin eggshells

Pandering to your mute clues

 

Then it dawns on me

Why you're silent and so sore

I ate the last Yum-Yum

I'm already out the door!