Friday, December 21, 2012

Gift

The anticipation mounts
As the colorful wrapping approaches
With the wonderance
Of what could be underneath
I shake it
I jostle it
But no clues
Were given there
So now I rip away
Tearing at this disguise
That covers my gift
My sole possession
To reveal what I've wanted
As I jump for joy

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