Postman rang your bell
And left you a package
A nice gift wrapped box
Full of what you need
Guess you don't know
What's really inside
Until you open it up
And take that chance
But I noticed that you
Never quite noticed
The gift at your door
I see you each day
Watching waiting and hunting
For your order to arrive
And outside the box sits
Fading in the sun
Waiting itself
For you to open your door
Monday, April 30, 2012
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I love this one.
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