I don’t want
Another after you
I’m tired of
Dancing my feet
Hurt my throat
Is dry and
My heart heavy
Let me sit
And remember but
No one ask
Me to dance
Category: Curiosity
LastPresent
Finally when all
The other presents
Have been opened
A small package
Is found tucked
Behind the lowest
Bough not the
Prettiest or the
Biggest not the
One that screams
Here I am
But the one
Like a seashell
Contains the sounds
Of the ocean
Unwrap me you
Did and upon
Peeking inside you
Found my heart
Beating there slowly
For it is
The last present
There to open
NewWorldMe (for Brandon)
Searching no more
And finally found
You navigated your
Ship past craggy
Cliffs and onto
My shore exploring
Me with wonder
The mountains of
My shoulders the
Pools of my
Belly the dawn
Of my eyes
And the glaciers
Of my smile
I am your
New world come
Make me the
Home you sought
MyInspiration (to Brandon)
These words trip
And fall cascading
Down my fingers
Like a Rocky
Mountain stream into
The pool that
You are where
They swim on
Your eyes as
Languidly as teenagers
Skinny dipping in
Moon lit ponds
Swim with me
Here splash about
Giddy with joy
Dunk your head
Under and rise
Refreshed for you
Now are my
Words my inspiration
PresentYou
And like origami
We started flat
And two dimensional
Then with our
Hands we have
Been fashioned into
Something beautiful like
Diamonds in mountains
We have discovered each
Other amidst boulders
And finally have
What we’ve always
Wanted for Christmas
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 