It’s not like you haven’t noticed – if we’re in the same time zone. Maybe you’re out somewhere having fun and probably looking for something dumb to do or singing an old or new variation of a song like ‘It’s Friday night, I just got paid.’ (I remember hearing a hip-hop guy adding ‘and I wanna get laid’ after that line.
Well. I am reading poems on my Friday night. I read again this one I really like by Robert Service – The Shooting of Dan McGrew – and if you’re a decent somebody male, staying out of trouble and craving companionship, I want to to dedicate that little scrap of that poem to you:
…the gnawing hunger of lonely men for a home and all that it means;
For a fireside far from the cares that are, four walls and a roof above;
But oh! so cramful of cosy joy, and crowned with a woman’s love –