Poem for Lily

29 weeks

I wonder what you're doing in there,
If you already want to pull out your hair,
I am sure that I move the moment you get cozy,
I probably bounce around with too much glee,
Oh the company I keep and their funny voices,
I hope I am making some of the right choices,
The weird music I play on the radio,
And those funny guys on the talk show,
I hope you're dancing to it, too.
I hope that none of this makes you sad and blue.

If you hated the cheeseburgers and the steaks,
Why, it would make my heart break,
Because everything I do is for you,
Except continue to wear those damn shoes,
Please don't forsake the milkshake,
As giving them up would make the earth quake,
You probably roll your little eyes,
How funny we are to you, I can only surmise,
I suppose I am being just silly.
Of course you love it all; you are my Lily.