Sonnet 38: When I Leave You For The Morning’s Workload

When I leave you for the morning’s workload I have your dear picture in my mind’s eye And your sweet fragrance in my mind explode Such are the dreams that my heart does comply. And when I drive our battered car to work You are not absent in my thoughts sweet heart This daily grind’s labours I must not shirk But think of you until I can depart. Absence makes the heart grow fonder my sweet So that we can enjoys loves sweet labours When evening time comes and our paths do meet And the talk of the day are loves sweet savours. I do think of you when we are apart A forced absence makes for a stronger heart.