The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Apr 1, 2004
Size Doesn't Matter
As the front door opened
to the delight of April boughs singing merry
laughing eyes took me to a gift box on the floor.
A handwritten card : 'spring surprise' etched
in pastel colours complete with silken ribbons
and a tiny trinket.
Unpacked the box wrapped
in floral paper,
inside another box small but
wrapped in candy colours.
A small card read: 'size doesn't matter'.
This must be a beautiful gift
expensive & princely.
Cut through the ribbons
to discover my new island.
More ambitious than Columbus,
or Darwin.
Telescope eyes, anxious
and curious
found only a baby box
wrapped in silver paper
tied with a ribbon.
Only a card read: 'as you like it'.
This must be from my lover,
a good buy from designer shops.
Started little fast with my hands,
that known weekend circulation
in blood vessels.
'Aha', morning shows the day.
A rendezvous in Paris
not far away.
Champagne, caviar.
'ca ira'.
Tore open the baby boomer,
inside a toddler box gleefully
adorned with smileys.
And a dwarf card that
belly danced at my sight
read: 'much ado about nothing'.
Fool if you think it's over.
A gift inside a gift.
The greatest of them all
on all fools day.
Really, 'size doesn't matter'.
