Best Happy Couple Poems
Cherish me as I grow old, and am surely liable to forget things.
I know how interesting life is and the contentment it brings.
I know you'll make excuses to try and be miserable and even try not to go.
Now just have a good trip, even though I know your stress will just grow.
White, sandy beaches and salt tasted air, with an ocean so cold.
Aggravation sets in as we try to put our lawn chairs down to unfold.
Breathe, my love, its as simple as remembering the latch on the side.
Surely, all you had to do is ask, I'm tired of your old, stubborn pride.
Finally, we get our chairs situated and I'm ready to bask in the sun.
You ask for sun block and as I search, you assume I brought none.
Its just at the bottom of the beach bag, you stubborn old ass!
And don't think I don't see you sneaking a sip out of that flask!
I turn bronze as I used SPF 40, you chose SPF 15, and look at you.
Red as a lobster, mean as crab, and I'm enjoying the view.
I tried to tell you, but so stubborn, do you ever plan to listen?
Probably not now, nor never, so your skin will always be red and glisten.
How are you supposed to relax now that you can't move not even a limb?
Our stress free vacation, is as always, starting to look grim.
Oh well, aloe you up, and off to dinner we shall go and have some fun.
Take some Soma, Lortab, and Xanax and you'll be good and numb.
An hour later and you're stress free, and mostly out of that pain.
Good thing, because its in the forecast for Florida rain!
We'll hobble around the block and get soaking wet from head to toe.
Knowing tomorrow you'll be back in pain and stressed so we'll have to go.
But its like this every year, we plan to stay, but I know how you are.
One or two days of driving makes you stiff from sitting in the car.
It'll take the rest of our vacation for you to blister and finally peel.
You're the entertainment in my life, and that's why I'm with you still!
Why do we have pairs of scissors?
Since that's how they've always been known,
why do we care why we call them a pair
when one is no good on its own?
The same thing applies to our trousers,
just wearing the one would be daft,
just showing one knee, ugly veins you could see
and I don't think I'd cope with the draught.
The same thing applies to my spectacles,
another I couldn't let pass,
since one on its own as a monocle it's known
so why not just call it a glass?
I asked my good Lady's opinion,
she said 'oh, that's quite plain to see,
as a pair we get on, and the jobs all get done
but you'd be useless without me'.
Who told you to love me
and all my flaws?
Who asked you to
penetrate the thick skin
that confined my cries and
who informed you to
let me know it was okay to breathe?
I’ve been scuff-marked
and drenched in a
dystopia of pain
baptized in the burning hell
of mistreatment
then left to crawl and claw
my way out of a bucket
full of crabs that kept
pulling me back to where
I used to be and
back to the wounded bird
I once was
My ragged flesh was
full of prickly thorns
I bled profusely over
everything around me
but then you found me
wrapped your arms around me
and gave me one of the
greatest things next to life itself
You gave me a reason
An unconditional reason
to just be
Be beautiful
Be fabulous
Be phenomenal
hell, be bold, courageous
and unapologetic
You gave me a reason
to smile at the reflection
of myself that I was
once afraid to lay my eyes upon
Gave me a reason
to feel no guilt
anytime I began to
believe in myself
You gave me a reason
not permission
to be the best woman
best poet and
best lover I could be
Reason came accompanied
with hope, joy, and smiles
More laughter than
one soul could contain
and more love than
one heart could hold
That’s why I chose to
share it with you
So you can experience
what your reasons
have done for me
Your reasons gave me
motivation to do all the things
others told me I could not do
It was your reasons
that kept me from
convincing myself
someone else out there
is much better than me
With every reason you provided
I repetitively saw your smile
because your happiness
is also a reflection
of my happiness and
that is the most remarkable thing
anyone could ever witness
I don’t know who it was
who told you to love me
and all my flaws
I don’t know who asked you
to penetrate the thick skin
that confined my cries
or informed you to
let me know it was okay to breathe
but whomever it was
I’m glad they gave you a reason
to do that for me
It feels so nice
To see them walking hand in hand
It feels so nice
To see them leading a peaceful life
It feels so nice
seeing them raising their kids together
It feels so nice
seeing them supporting each other
It feels so nice
looking at them serving God together
It feels so nice
seeing them pray together
It feels so nice singing together
It feels so nice
seeing them laughing, jesting and joking together
Love is powerful
Love is stronger
Love is awesome
It feels so nice
Seeing them walking together
Oh! It feels so nice to see them happy
IT FEELS SO NICE
By Sylvia Semo
Spitting on the happy couple at Greek weddings
Is a tradition that the bride and groom are really dreading
There's another disgusting practice
An exhibition of much flatulence
By guests uttering “FTOU” it prevents bed-wetting
(Look it up LOL)