3 December 2012

Birthday gifts of all shapes and sizes,

Surrounding you as the suspense rises,

People looking at your expression,

Something that only worsens the tension,

You get a bad present but pretend its good,

To be polite as you should,

Though its hard to fake a smile,

You sit and manage for a while,

Then the next gift comes along,

With a card that sings a birthday song,

You open that card first of all,

With a message sweet and small.

Then you rip the the wrapping off,

But the tape that holds the gift is too tough,

You get the scissors and cut the present free,

"Wow you got this just for me"

libertyGifts • Opuss № I