No Fingers
My husband has no fingers
Stange you might think
No accident ever happened
It more basic then you think
He chewed them off
Slowly one by one
I tried to stop him
But he told me if was fun
I think it was anxiety
The nibbling away
The fingers were a constant
In his very stressful day
So away he chewed
He started from the nail
Down to the base
The stumps did not prevail
I said it didn’t matter
And i would always love him
But now i think
The fingers would have been fun
In and out of things
And he could wear his wedding ring
Anyway
I now don’t even mind
He is the best
With fingers or not
I am a lucky women
With ten of my own
Between us I am the one
Who has to dial the phone
But i love him so i dont mind
Its now all ok
We still have fun every single day