Yes I Promise

Yes, I promise to mad at you because you will not write, Tony
You have the talent, but you won't use it

I wish I could write half as good as you do
So I promise to be a jerk until you publish something ( LOL)

Yes, I promise to always look at the perfect tummy you have
When you jump to catch the baseball I throw

Yes, I promise to ride bike with you downtown and to donate more
But you need to start donating too

Yes, I promise to always leave the room when forensic files in one
You can catch me hanging out in the bathroom

I swear to stop being so paranoid against the woman who hurt you
Except I will always be angry at her for it

Yes, I swear to always laugh at the Chinese Fortune Cat that you bought me
The way it swiveles is indeed a hoot

Yes, I promise to always be mad at you when you hide the rocks in my Zen, sand garden
I always find those rocks in the vacuum ( shame on you, Tony..... LOLOLOLOL)

Yes, I promise to keep the notes you write to me in the early mornings
I've started taping them to my bedroom wall

Yes, I promise times four and a hundred more that King David is cool and that Jesus and God loves YOU
This I promise you time four

And of course
I want to love you more......... ( remember God loves you)