Dear future Wife I’ve never known a bigger commitment than Pen on Page All I’ve seen is melodies dance across exam pads And often into Heart shaped promises Written like initials across the edges of pages like some Riddle only you can figure out And scribbled doodles of images of what you might look like Or what you might say to a Man who used to shape Words into pencil tip portraits of you long before he met you So Dear future Wife You married a Poet Expecting me to have the exact Words to describe why Penguins search the entire beach to find the perfect pebble to present to their mate Or why they mate for life in the first place All I have are my Poems and an apology in advance So forgive me for my flaws I speak fondly of bringing you the Moon but the only thing I know about Space is the Lightyears it takes to get me from where I am to where you are And all of the loneliness inbetween I’m just a humble Man who fell in love with your laughter the first time he heard it So maybe keep that Moon and hand over the laughter that has me feeling like a 23 year old kid Or the funniest comedian for as long as I can allow the joke to match the magic in your giggle Or the way the Heavens seem to open up long enough for you to catch your breath As if they too witnessed the second coming of a Messiah in the way the Sun moves aside to make way for….. Make way…. Make way for the words I couldn’t find to describe you So I’ll swallow all the stupid things I almost said like where have you been all my life Or if Men were from Mars I would’ve taken the first flight to Venus to find you Or maybe God made you second because I wasn’t enough Dear future Wife Most Men travel Oceans and back seeking the World All I’m asking for is a Daughter who looks just like you Or a Son who understands that Nations are built on the backs of incredible Women And that his Mother’s open palms were his first glimpse of tomorrow That the first time he met his Mother’s gaze was also the closest he’s ever been to God And that the first smile he ever saw was also the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen And that you held him and whispered gibberish in between Bible verses and promises to love him more with each passing day So Dear Future Wife When we’re old, my hands will shake when I hold yours Maybe from Arthritis Or maybe I’m still just as nervous as before So I’ll shake my way through love letters written and placed around the house like maps to find hidden treasures But all your ever find are my insecurities Like how I can’t seem to find enough courage to let you love me back Like how you’re a better Woman than I’ll ever deserve And that the hardest thing is being Man enough To tell you this So in the meantime I’ll wash the dishes Take out the trash Tell you that you don’t look fat in that dress And gossip about the neighbors Pretending to peer through the window But I’m really staring at your reflection in it Same reflection in me Same Woman who has me wishing I was a Penguin A Comedian A Father of two Or just a Man P.S I’m not a Penguin I don’t have a pebble to give you But I do have a Pen And I do have this Poem G.O.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Sep 2014 06:55:05 +0000
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