She came home one day
In his favourite chair he'd left a yogurt
Unaccustomed to change
she lived with the yogurt for three years
It never moved from the chair
They slept apart
She often wondered if there was someone else
It never ate what she served up
It ignored relatives
She would often have to hoover round it
Her sister in law told her she was barmy
to stick it out this long
But she knew that marriage was something you had to work at
She went to marriage guidance on her own
until they said they could do nothing further
if the yogurt didn't accompany her on
the next visit
Eventually she packed her bags and left
It was a hard decision
You can't live with a yogurt for three years
without it leaving its mark on your life
She had fond memories though
of those early days,
and kept a photo of the yogurt amongst her letters.
She was sophistication personified
an angel with hazel eyes
unmoved by my yearning
to my passion burning
her indifference would not yield
as the train stopped
my hopes dropped
and she got off at Macclesfield
