Things You Didn't Do

This is a touching piece of poetry I came across in a very nice book that I recently read - "Living, Loving & Learning" by Leo.F.Buscaglia. We so very often put away for another day - telling the people we love that we really do care..... perhaps being expressive is not so macho ?.... or perhaps its the Indian middle class values of not being expressive with our love, that comes in the way..... for all such of us (and we are plenty !!).....this poem touches a chord.

Remember the day I borrowed your brand new car
And dented it ?
I thought you'd kill me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I dragged you to the beach,
And you said it would rain, and it did ?
I thought you'd say, "I told you so".
But you didn't.
Do you remember the time I flirted with all the guys,
To make you jealous, and you were ?
I thought you'd leave me, but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie,
All over your car rug ?
I thought you'd hit me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I forgot to tell you,
The dance was formal & you showed up in jeans ?
I thought you'd drop me, but you didn't.
Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do.
But you put up with me, you loved me
And you protected me.
There were lots of things that I wanted to make up
To you when you returned from vietnam.
But you didn't.