Blunderer Poem by B. V. Dahlen

I try so hard to please you,
But everything I do
Just makes a bigger mess of things,
And sometimes I hurt you.
I want to do my best with you.
Instead I do my worst.
The things I shouldn't bother with
I manage to put first.
I guess that I just care too much,
Whenever you are near.
Although you're always gentle
So there's nothing there to fear,
But since you mean so much to me
I guess I'll always try,
But botch up everything instead
Until the day I die.