Monday, August 17, 2009

Lawn sprinklers

I spent hours hunting for the perfect gift,
maybe a Victoria Secrets bra,
a thoughtful card,
singing Happy Birthday in my best voice
or maybe a romantic dinner,
something that is not burned.
So much effort to find the perfect gift,
the weeks planning how to amuse you,
if I knew being attacked by your lawn sprinklers
and leaving a wet gift on your door
would make you smile,
I would have done that in the first place.

No comments:

Post a Comment