I wrap and wrap,
presents for Mom and Dad.
But can't wait,
I count the days off.
Another day has gone by,
another day closer.
When will it come?
Why is it not here?
I wait and wait,
the anticipation rising
within me.
Maybe just a peek-
NO.
Well...
Who would it hurt?
The wishful thoughts,
magical moments.
I'll wait,
it's better that way.
no,
but yes!
Oh the anticipation
it kills me.
Almost there,
two more days.
One more day.
oh, hours
oh minutes
slip by quickly.
The anticipation
all about the presentation
but the excitement overpowers.
Oh hours, and minutes.
The day is here,
the time has come!
Presents stacked high,
all for me!
It was worth the anticipation.
It was worth the days,
hours,
and minutes.
- Author: M.E.M. ( Offline)
- Published: December 24th, 2017 16:01
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- Category: Special occasion
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