Michael P. McParland
A Gorgeous Saturday With Gorgeous You - Poem by Michael P. McParland
It's about to be getting late morning here
my sweet dear and I am cooking some bacon,
I wish you were here to make you a sandwich as well
and we could sit arm in arm and eat here
as we waited for the start of the game
and just talk while the volume on the pregame was low
and it would be the beginning in full
of a gorgeous Saturday with gorgeous you.
I would love to spend the begging of a gorgeous Saturday
watching what will most likely be Ohio States
last game of the regular season and the biggest my darling
as we face our hated rivals Michigan.
I would love to spend with you that exciting sliver
of todays time and win or lose you would be here
to move on through the day with and have.
A gorgeous Saturday with gorgeous you would
be the light that this life needs.
Gorgeous timers always with gorgeous you.
After the game my dear I have but one idea
and that would be to go out and do a small bit
of Christmas shopping and something very nice
to cook you my gorgeous Queen for dinner.
A gorgeous time out with you sounds so wonderful
and lifts my heart to the heavens my fair one
and I wish I could spend this whole day just holding your hand
sharing a gorgeous Saturday with my sweet gorgeous Kira.
How I just want you by my side spending endless gorgeous days,
days to just serve you and be there for you,
to give you all of the love I have and you've been deserving.
Gorgeous days with your kids as we all become
a family is you would like that as in my heart I do my dear,
Gorgeous days with gorgeous you are what I long for and want.
Oh my sweet Kira how I wish you were here for a gorgeous
Saturday in each others arms but all of my love and warmth
with sweet and great big kisses and hugs are being sent your way
because I love you immensely my Queen I adore completely
and I want you to know just how very deeply.
So feel my hand within yours and know that I'm there
because I'm yours forever and will never leave you I swear.
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