Our Gang of Two

I don’t want this to sound wrong,
but sometimes I’m glad
you have a stressful job,
because there are days
when you come home

all worn out,

exhausted,

unsure if you can keep going,

and plop down in the recliner,
pushing the comb
of your fingers
through your hair.

Then this cute little Alfalfa chunk
stands straight up,
and I have an excuse
to come and kiss it down.

I could kiss
your boss for that.