The anticipation before surgery for a shoulder joint replacement |
Anticipation, like waiting for Christmas to come Makes everyone crazy, acting silly and dumb You look forward to the prize left under the tree Slicing through the paper, what’s inside, you want to see Could be what you want, or might be a surprise You show appreciation and make the giver feel wise The waiting has ended and now’s the time to play Put on that new wool sweater and ride in your red sleigh That pile of paper and ribbon, in the corner, looks so sad Too soon into the trash, for the usefulness they had Many toys won’t last a month, for some, already too late And just like the crumpled wrapping, IT knows this is fate Leaving quietly, without fanfare, never was IT’s style While you are waiting patiently, IT scrapes like a raspy file Slicing through your wrapper, the doctor sees what you have inside He takes IT out, and leaves his present there with pride He knew just what you wanted; one item on your list No surprises here, just the thing for what you wished You find the wait is hard, for the day when this is done I guess that’s why they use a long word, like, anticipation |