After the divorce

After the divorce

Stuffed down the side of the sofa

I couldn’t remember my wife wearing them

Not for me

I stuffed them in the bin

The dog retrieved them

I guess that said something

About him

I could never figure out

Between him and the cat

Who tolerated who

But for the most part

They seemed to get along

I think he did miss her

When the time came

For her to find a quiet place

To die

He helped me look for her

We were out all night

Searching the local park

She came when I called

But was all but gone

Where Rolf Harris used

To do a television show

Before the rug was pulled from

Under him

Did he ever admit his guilt

Where is he now I wonder

With all the other paedophiles

And miscreants

In purgatory

If there is any justice

As my grandma used to say

Sipping hot tea from a saucer

With her back to the range

As the hot pot bubbled

Steaming suet pudding

For what seemed like hours

Melt in the mouth goodness

As close to heaven

As I have ever been

The cat passed

The dog never got over it

He pined his heart away

Until I found a stray

A Chartreux Gray

She was probably just lost

But I took her home anyway

It made the dog's day

They trotted off together

And never looked back.