Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“Love Within a Laugh: Honey, Please Stop!” 

It started like any other quiet morning—until my husband decides it’s “tickle attack day.” His sly giggles and silly grins are telling me all the funny feelings will start soon. All within our nice and quiet little home. 

This husband of mine just loves sneak attacks starting behind my back. With a poke here, a little tickle there. Making me giggle to the point I can’t win. As my nerves are right to the top of my soft tender skin. Even when I beg, “Husband, please, oh, please, please, stop!” he keeps going, just like an Energizer bunny whose battery never wears out.

I hope today he doesn’t tickle me so much that I need to pee. Oh no, it’s starting, he’s making me laugh hysterically As I catch my breath, “Now quit it!” “Can’t you see you’re tickling the juice right out of me?” Laughing loud, I said, “Honey, please…stop!”

He’s having a blast, I can’t hold it. I’ve got to go. I need to get to the bathroom fast! Please, dear bladder, hang on. The bathroom is just ahead. 

I said, “Honey, move that dang ladder out of the hallway!”

Ahhh, made it, with no time to spare. I’m sitting, peeing, in the adult potty-chair. Laughing so hard I needed to wipe my eyes. All from the tears of laughter and my silly outcries. Thankfully, I only peed. But when I laugh so hard I can’t hold it which makes my stomach hurt. I really hope he moved the ladder and is not waiting for me outside the bathroom door. As my stomach hurts enough from all the laughter today.

Granted, I love my life, living with less arguing and strife. I’m glad I married the husband I have. Life is so much more fun, especially when I can tickle him back. I’m so glad I didn’t poop my pants, or our fun would’ve been done! 

Oh, no—he’s got me again! Here we gooooo again. Hysterically laughing! Oh, please, dear, please—laughing hard—I’m done, please stop! You know I love you, you are over the top! Please—still laughing—STOP!