Birthday Gifts

September 2, 2013

You ask what I want

And I don’t know. I never do. I never have.

But I saw the gift you made for me

and it makes all mine for you

just a lot of  trash.

Now that day is gone,

And I know what I truly want --

Just a little gratitude…not yours, mine.

Just a little gratitude

If I could just get a little gratitude

For what you, Love, have done for me;

Just a song still hidden inside -

lyrics, lil’ rhymes, hearts inclined together,

I’m saying, then

I would be content.

If I could just have clear sweet memory

Of your words, kind, once said to me;

Just some words still written inside --

little valentine cards signed “Forever”

In crayon, then

I would be content.

So what I truly want is …

Just a little gratitude…not yours, mine.

Just a little gratitude

So do you think it’s too late

For someone to write neatly inside me,

Red permanently penciled beside a diary date,

Perhaps beside this very date,

 A little note, a little thank you note,

 That you, Love, would find

someday?