thursday
my family and friends
the food that i eat
--all those *cliches*
that do make life sweet
a proper-length coat
a roof during rain
sleep after work;
those things m u n d a n e . . .
flowers and puppies
hugs and a smooch
giggles from babies;
(the sickeningly cute)
the words that breathe
what my heart feels
which your eyes might see
and know they're real
the smell of whiskey
the sound of "A-choo!"
the color brown
(all shades of poo)
the gleam in your eyes
that freckle on your lip
hands that hold mine
in a perfect grip
for this and for that
for many things, true.
but i am ever-thankful.
and i bet you are, too.
the food that i eat
--all those *cliches*
that do make life sweet
a proper-length coat
a roof during rain
sleep after work;
those things m u n d a n e . . .
flowers and puppies
hugs and a smooch
giggles from babies;
(the sickeningly cute)
the words that breathe
what my heart feels
which your eyes might see
and know they're real
the smell of whiskey
the sound of "A-choo!"
the color brown
(all shades of poo)
the gleam in your eyes
that freckle on your lip
hands that hold mine
in a perfect grip
for this and for that
for many things, true.
but i am ever-thankful.
and i bet you are, too.