Keeping It Fresh Poem by Mark Heathcote

There'll be a reflection tomorrow in those eyes.
Searching, asking, do you remember me?
Do you remember me as I used to be?
Or how I am today,
Please be honest, darling; do kiss-and-tell.
Much has changed; we have both grown older.
But Our Love isn't a parody or a Broadway show.
Darling, don't give me those sad puppy dog eyes.
Darling, don't huff or tut-tut in my face.
Darling, don't give me the cold shoulder.
After all, after so many years of sacrifice
Don't you think we should have sorted all this stuff out?
Don't I deserve more than a terse word or two?
Don't I deserve more than a blank expression?
Where's the romance, and where's the passion gone?
Darling, don't look away; hear what I have to say.
Darling, darling, happy April Fool's Day!