Friday, February 15, 2013

A Little Valentine's Day Poem

By Julie Keith

Things could have ended differently
But alas they never do
This led me to conclusion
It’s not me it’s you

Waste of precious time
And total waste of space
All you’ve ever done
Is stain my pretty lace

All your little buddies
Partners in your crime
They could have had a chance
But now are out of time

There’s nothing I hate more
Than wrinkles and old age
Happens to the best
Time to turn the page

No more grapes for me
I will buy no more
I’ll buy a new lace tablecloth
And probably clean the floor

1 comment:

  1. Heh. A welcome breath of not-sappy on Valentine's Day-- thanks!