Hot tub Blues

I make no apology for being in the tub again,

After all, the day was a day without rain.

And the red wine a comfort, as I sit here alone,

Wishing it was you and not just my phone.

The Robin's night song is a comfort as well,

He's trying his best, cos he knows, I can tell.

It will never be the same but I have to go on,

Don't we all feel the same when our loved ones are gone?

Cheers to you, lovely ladies 🥂🥂xx♥️♥️

© 2025 Barry Wadhams

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