And now…a poem.

So tonight at small group, i was presented with a poem by the lovely Rachel Burcham. It was my going-away gift, given to me in honor of the “poem-ness” (words of Rachel) that i had brought to our group.
Dear Rachel, although i had always slightly wanted a boy to be the first one to write me a poem…i would not have this any other way ;) You are far superior to any boy, haha. I lovelove you. :)

Oh my Meagan, you are so dear to me.
When i see your beautiful face, my heart jumps with glee.
When you flew through the air with ease, on that glorious night.
And got sand in your pants and ran around, ahh…what a sight!
The way you make yourself laugh, and of course me as well.
Makes me know that i will miss you, more than i can tell!
I’m gonna end this poem with a very funny term.
Wait, the only word i can think of that rhymes is worm…
I heard that you were good at football, even though we never tackle.
I said all that just so i could end this with the word, “poop-spackle”!

…Have you ever seen such a glorious sight?! I think not. Be jealous.
♥