I heard the jingle of her keys being pulled out of her purse the lock started to move and i go to open the door for her as I opened the door, she collapsed in my arms and smiled I dragged her back into our bedroom and put her in bed with me I asked her how her day was and she only had three words for me through a quiet voice and sleepy eyes "tired and sore" I held her in my arms as she slowly drifted off to sleep and i kissed her goodnight
This is a poem for a friend of mine who wanted to do a community event and wanted to have a poem be her entry, obviously she's going to give me credit for the work