Sunday, August 30, 2009
The Wedding Gift
I tried to write;
I can't!
I really wanted to
Give you something
New,
Bright,
Fresh,
For a wedding present -
Our wedding.
What?
Something of myself.
My mind,
My creation,
My feeling
For you,
Expressed in glowing terms,
Would make a fitting gift.
A poem?
Of course!
What more fitting gift is there?
A poem
Straight from the heart.
My mind's too full:
Full of thoughts of later,
When I must undergo
The rite,
Ceremony,
Full
Oh Hell!
But will you take,
Accept,
This gift -
My love;
My life
With you;
My vow -
Only you,
Forever;
The best,
Whatever I can give
(Though that's not much) -
Instead?
I pray you will,
For this is all I have.
It's true though -
I do love you
And always will.
But I can't write
A poem.
I can't!
I can't!
I really wanted to
Give you something
New,
Bright,
Fresh,
For a wedding present -
Our wedding.
What?
Something of myself.
My mind,
My creation,
My feeling
For you,
Expressed in glowing terms,
Would make a fitting gift.
A poem?
Of course!
What more fitting gift is there?
A poem
Straight from the heart.
My mind's too full:
Full of thoughts of later,
When I must undergo
The rite,
Ceremony,
Full
Oh Hell!
But will you take,
Accept,
This gift -
My love;
My life
With you;
My vow -
Only you,
Forever;
The best,
Whatever I can give
(Though that's not much) -
Instead?
I pray you will,
For this is all I have.
It's true though -
I do love you
And always will.
But I can't write
A poem.
I can't!
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