Happy Birthday Mom

I know it's early but since you are a very picky person I hope this poem may satisfy you.

I have longed to say this to you

What you may ask I wont tell you just yet

So please won't you just take a seat onto that stool

Now my preparations are almost set

Are you ready for the show now?

I shall lead you to a place so common to us

and as you start to find this boring i take a nice polite bow

exit the room and you start to make a fuss

i chuckle as you knit those brows of yours

ready I count to myself 1......2.......3 and let's go

Make a huge mess and you tell me that's it you're doing the chores

I grab your hand and that's when I know

you started to get fed up with my actions

but that wasn't the best part not even up to the close part

We go over to another place and you might know what the plan is

Enter through the door and it was your family eating hearts

Laugh it off laugh it off 

I pat her on the back and you just glare at me

quickly hands up and you just scoff

I rummage into my chest pocket for you to see

I take it out

you just turn around

and there I go shout

Happy birthday and the house now has a sound

Love you mom I hope for the best because in these years you may never know what's to come

Reviews

[Schatzi]

Hello CrimsonShinigami,

Such a beautiful sentiment for your mom. There was one line that I did not quite understand: Enter through the door and it was your family eating hearts. Eating hearts? Other than this, I thought it was a cute poem. Thank you for sharing!

Kind regards,

Schatzi

[CrimsonShinigami]

oh my family would always be eating when we get there so yeah sometimes they start the party a little bit early

[Schatzi]

Ah, I see. Now this part makes sense. :-)