By julie Date: 7 February 2000
Loving you is like Walking uphill both ways in the snow without shoes Squinting through the faded light of a hurricane oil lamp Running to the outhouse in the frozen dead of night Getting news by messenger Bathing in cold water pumped out by hand But it’s also like getting 100 sticks of licorice for a penny Or living on cornbread and beans Loving you is inconvenient, but hopefully, won’t cost me much