Tuesday, July 22, 2008

True Love

Many years have passed,

Since the day we first met.

All the pain and suffering we endured,

Are things I'll never regret.

Even when you call me stupid,

It makes me love you more.

You point out all my flaws,

And you tell me I am a bore.

I have become so uncool,

I have no idea what is hot.

I try to keep up with things,

But you still say I'm just not.

Your mood swings are quick and swift,

I wonder if you are going insane.

But I remember what those hormones feel like,

When they first attack one's brain.

There are zits and odors,

There is sweat and grease.

You aren't sure what you want,

You throw tantrums like you did when you were three.

You can slam your door,

You can cry and scream.

I know I am on the right track,

When you tell me I am so mean!

The things you feel are normal,

It is all part of a wonderful plan.

So I'll have no desire to keep you forever,

I'll want to kick you out of the nest as quickly as I can!

Believe it or not, I still love you,

For you, my heart just grows and grows.

I still feel the same way about you that I did,

When I first saw you fourteen years ago.



Happy Birthday, Jolie!

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Unknown said...

I can't read your column. I really want to though--can you enlarge it??