| My Husband |
| I lie beside you in our bed And wonder what you dream Flowers, computers, women or school Or a waterfall near a stream I know that when you wake up You leave your dreams behind And face the problems I create So mean and so unkind I bring with me a past I would rather just forget But now it's in the open And I see your look of regret I'm sorry I'm not perfect I'm far from that you see I bring my troubles to you When I should have let them be Please forgive me Pamela Pratap August 18,1997 |