Ain't Seen Nothing Yet Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

Ain't Seen Nothing Yet



Got off work, unexpectedly, picked up the roses and her favorite candy,
I wanted to surprise my beautiful wife at home.
I parked the car ‘bout a block away, slipped into the house and made my way, up the stairs, towards our bedroom.

I planned to catch her just a little off guard, give her the flowers and a card,
Take advantage of my beautiful wife alone.
My heart pounding excitedly, I was moving in quietly,
But then I stopped… when I heard her on the phone.

(Turn around)

As I listened it's hard to explain, it made me feel a little ashamed,
Cause as she was talking, she kept on repeating my name.
Speaking softly on the phone she said; 'I'm so thankful for the man that I wed,
I'm so happy that into my life he came.

I love him so much and he loves me, I'm as happy as any woman could be,
When I met him that's when my life began.'
Then I breathed a sigh of relief, hearing this made me feel like a thief,
Standing there smiling, taking it all in.

(She continued; Chord change to bridge)

'My man's he's really the best, He compliments me on the way that I dress,
Makes me feel special when he kisses and holds me tight.
He brings me flowers and rubs my feet; my man is really sweet,
When it comes to loving, he knows how to treat me right.'

I couldn't take it any more, I shouted; 'Hey Baby, I heard every word,
With all you mentioned, not a single thing do I regret;
Girl you mean the world to me, I plan to love you for eternity,
If you think that's something, you ain't seen nothing yet.'

(Ending)

Fade out:
Yeah, if you think that's something, then you aint seen nothing yet.
No Baby, you ain't seen nothing yet.

© Loyd C Taylor, Sr., January 2005

Saturday, August 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: romance,suspense,love and life,relationship
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wanted to create a song which would be a little deceptive, leading the listener to think an affair may be going on, but then at the end, do a complete twist.

I do hope you enjoy it,
Loyd, the simple poet.
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