Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Promises (from a husband)


I wanted to, I swear I do
But I’ve got so much work to do
Come on dear, don’t look so blue.
You do understand, don’t you?

Of course I remember
That promise I made
Long ago during our courtship
Come on dear
Stop pouting those lips
It is, after all
just a silly trip

I promise dear
We’ll go next year.
Just you and me, alone together
Now, now dear
No need for that sneer
I won’t forget
like I did last year

Since I couldn’t
Get you the real deal.
I did the next best thing,
I’m giving you a glimpse.
Happy birthday darling!

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