Surprise Packages
I have no reason to hint
for what I want for Christmas
since shopping solely falls to me.
I buy what I want,
poke it in a gift bag,
and mark it from my husband.
On Christmas, I open it,
and say, “Just what I wanted!
How did you know?”
Of course, it’s a bit boring
knowing what I’ll get.
But my memory’s getting bad.
I’ll just wrap it early
and by the time I open it
I’ll truly be surprised.
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