Michael P. McParland
Beautiful Saturday - Poem by Michael P. McParland
I long for a beautiful Saturday
spent with my beautiful lady
spending time doing whatever we want.
Be it a walk in the park,
going out to lunch,
going to the Mall of America to walk around,
or just staying in to watch movies, T.V,
listen to music or read it wouldn't matter to me
because it would be a beautiful Saturday spent
with my precious beautiful lady.
A beautiful Saturday spending personal time
that has been so missed and needed for a long while,
I yearn to have my sweet Angel here
to share a beautiful Saturday holding her,
enjoying the sun on this summer day
just admiring her beauty under its rays
and tell her how gorgeous she is
and that I love her.
I so want a beautiful Saturday to spend time
talking and getting to know her better and better.
A beautiful Saturday where we would have
a very simple lunch because that night
I would cook your favorite dinner out of love,
then watch a movie you pick while we
lay down on the couch spooning.
I just want to be with you and make you so very happy,
as I lay down for a short rest its of these things
I will be dreaming.
A beautiful Saturday where we could just
sit and talk after our simple lunch
as I have you lay down on your tummy
so I can massage your aching back.
I'll massage you wherever you need
from the pain you suffer so strongly.
It tears at my heart though to know that you hurt,
in body, spirit, and heart I hate seeing you hurt.
I would take it away and carry it for you
if God would grant that wish.
I would sit and rub your back as long as want.
I long to be able to do that on a Saturday like this,
a beautiful Saturday with my only lady is my greatest hope.
I so long to see you, to talk to you and hold you,
I want to be with you spending endless
beautiful Saturdays with my beautiful lady
doing whatever it is that takes our fancy.
Just being with would make it beautiful alone
so doing fun things is just a bonus.
Any day with you is a beautiful one
because I love you and cherish you so very much.
A beautiful day is one spent with you in some way,
I adore you sweet Kira and want to hold you always.
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