I love you - so I picked you flowers from my walk alone outside.
'I picked the prettiest ones I could find' - to you I did confide.
Then I learned my flowers - they were not good enough.
"Who left these weeds upon the counter?!"
Tossed in the trash, you turned - left in a big huff.
I got new shoes for school today
I cannot mess this up!
Slapped in the face and sent to my room
When I came home with a scuff.
I love you - so I found you these rocks.
There must be diamonds in them too!
Sparkling in the light, I had to get them just for you.
Big enough to make me trip, it's how I scuffed my shoe.
Saved the best for you, the ones that shined the most.
But you walked right past, ever so fast - as if I was a ghost.
Flowers today delivered to your work
Card signed by some guy named Rob.
Set upon the mantle; vase, bow and a candle.
"Wow, he did a great job!"
I love you - so much I made you this card.
Put into it all my love
Bubble letters and glitter, best work I ever did.
My card never made it to the mantle
Embarrassed, you kept it hid.
- Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 11th, 2024 22:03
- Comment from author about the poem: 30.2023.07
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Wow incredibly sad
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