This was supposed to post on Valentine's day. I don't know what happened. 2nd in a series.
Because you’re a fighter
a wriggly wiggler
a bed-time breaker
and a soccer ball kicker
I love you because you love rock and roll
porcelain dolls
eating at the Mecca
and anything on which to climb, even me
I love you for the way you move with a destination in mindplay your music
kiss those little fingers
and belch like a sailor
for the tomatoes, the potatoes, the corn
and because after all these years
you talk about that venison steak dinner, still
I love you because you love hats
like me
and pet rats, um, not me
for late night chats
for the sharp sound of 'crack' every time you got up to bat
and I miss those days
but I have my memories
I love you because she slobbers
a lot
and you don’t mind
for that home-made macaroni and cheese
and because your lemonade is too sour
but your enthusiasm makes up the difference
I love you for saying yes
for not asking why, though I think you knew
your expressive hands
your fat toes
and your tight little butt
Ok there
I said it
I love you for allowing the anguish
to push you up, not down
for after dinner walks
for walking the talk
talking the walk
and Grammy, come see the moon!
I love you for your apple trees
your apple crisp
your sparkling apple cider
and the Unbelievable Apple
I love you because you’re generous
you sing with your whole soul
kiss with your mouth open
and 'do when the spirit say do'
I love you for the squeak in your laugh
the bounce in your dance
for teaching me how
and for what Jessica Rabbit said about Roger
I love you for surprises
big surprises
I mean, really—Big Surprises
and for that time
eating plums from a tree in the dark
I love you for your work ethic
your working man
your working man’s hands
and for giving me my first pair of earrings—gold, Trifari
I love you for your wild bushy hair
their buzzed heads
and mine too
I even love your bih
your buh, your do, your duh
and your fro
because I’m your guh
and you’re my bo
I love you for your art
drawings that fly and blast create chaos
like bombs and rocket ships and farts
and make you laugh out-loud
I love you for the raisins
the easy hugs
the way you hitch up your pants because you walk
just like him
and no one tries harder than you
I love you for your French fries
your give-it-to-me-straight philosophy
for being the slowest to anger I've ever seen
and sparklers on the fourth of July
June bugs
your stubborn will
for telling me the truth
even though
it made me cry
and camping in the hills above Burley
I love you because you get it
you got it
and that’s goodI love you now
I loved you then
I loved you before
and probably
I've loved you forever
I love ya
I love ya, darlin’
I love you—still
1 comment:
AWEsome. Love it.
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