As newly weds, you learn to share, <br />Surprises and things you never surmise, <br />As husband and wife you have to bear, <br />Those things meant with love, and to surprise, <br /> <br />As was the case, with my dear spouse, <br />As she fell asleep and began to talk, <br />A surprise for me, she was planning ahead, <br />But as she slept, she began to talk, instead, <br /> <br />A surprise for me, that she had made, <br />A cake for my birthday, a surprise to be, <br />In her sleep she struggled with each layer laid, <br /> In hopes for them to stay, for me to see, <br /> <br />She lay on her back, with her arms raised high, <br />And talked to each layer as she put them in place, <br />With a short little squeal, and an “Oh Know’ with a sigh, <br />She reveled her surprise, right to my face. <br /> <br />A surprise no more, to me at least, <br />But I kept her surprise, until after I’d ate, <br />I enjoyed that cake, it was a feast, <br />The least I could do, after all, she is my mate.<br /><br />B.J. Ayers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-surprise-no-more/
