MINE, YOURS, OURS

I know it’s not mine
To ask for a minute of your time,
But if you can find it to be ‘fine’
Then this may be deemed a worthy rhyme.

I won’t take hours
From you,
I promise.
Yet, I gave hours
For you,

I wrote this.
Because it’s ours,
The life, the lows
The ‘blows’ and the bliss…