Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on August 21, 2009.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Like the picture on a jigsaw, like the cover of a book
Like the man who sells an ice cream by the sea
Like the wrapper on a toffee or the food you want to cook
You’re the final part of everything to me

You’re the popcorn at the movies and the bacon in my roll
You’re the artificial sweetener in my tea
You’re my salt and you’re my pepper you’re the fruit that fills the bowl
You’re the tasty part of everything for me

You’re my coat when it is raining, and my sunscreen at the beach
You’re the clothes I wear when nobody can see
You’re my special lucky neck-tie, you’re the spot I can’t quite reach
You’re the extra bit of everything for me

You’re the full Moon on my party, you’re the brightest evening star
You’re the statue that I’d build to liberty
Now I’ve finished my explaining and I’ve told them who you are
You’re the best part and you’re everything to me