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Painful Poetry

January 14, 2011 by Michele

I want to shovel the snowbank before you come outside.
 
I want to do it so you won’t have to.
 
I go nuts with my purple snow shovel.
 
I wipe that snowbank out of existence.
 
I get it done in just the nick of time.
 
And you come out smiling.
 
 
But now my body refuses to move.
 
Now I have a large pain everywhere.
 
Now I feel like I am going to die.
 
I may just die.
 
I blame you.
 
It’s your fault I love you so much that I want to shovel a giant bank of snow for you.
 
That’s all you.
 
 
Why do I love you so much?
 
Why am I in this much pain?
 
Love hurts sometimes.

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  1. Amy says

    January 14, 2011 at 1:10 pm

    Oh, you poor thing! Love hurts! We've got a lot of snow here too…over a foot.

  2. Cherie says

    January 14, 2011 at 1:21 pm

    Thanks for the laugh today!

  3. Notjustnat says

    January 14, 2011 at 1:36 pm

    Michele, you did it this time. You made that gorgeous man. Is he recyclable? If he is I want him hehe! Sweet poem – Hugs Nat

  4. Poppyprint says

    January 14, 2011 at 2:18 pm

    Drugs! Drugs are the answer! I heart shoveling too, but it sure can be a pain in the body. Rest up lovebird. I'm sure it will snow again next week.

  5. Gwen @ Gwenny Penny says

    January 18, 2011 at 8:13 pm

    Lovely words, Michele. And too funny! Great photo, too.

  6. PEACHES says

    January 19, 2011 at 1:26 pm

    What a valentine for your handsome man! Sweet and funny and oddly touching. I'll bet he never looks at that purple snow shovel quite the same again 🙂

  7. Kelly O. says

    April 6, 2011 at 2:55 pm

    hilarious!

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