I used to take you for granted;
You were just sort of there.
I used you countless times a day,
No gratitude did I bear.
But now I see your value.
I understand your worth.
While many consider you optional
I'm mourning because of your dearth.
And maybe I've made a mistake
by trying to write this in rhyme.
Because in this type of writing
I use you improperly half of the time.
But in other types of writing
You are the only one
Of punctuations marks, common and lesser used,
that keep sentences from over-run. (ning each other)
It's really very simple:
A tiny little dot
To separate my sentences
And make reading less headache-fraught.
Maybe it's about the order,
Organization and proper pace,
But judging by how my house looks
Those values don't hold a high place...
So I guess it's more about talking;
I'm pretty good at that.
I want to be read just the way that I sound
Not a jumble of words to fall flat.
I wish more people could understand
The service that you provide.
You're free, and you want to be used and loved
Statements happily you will divide.
But I must admit, you're a character.
I think that's your biggest flaw.
With limits on numbers of symbols we use
Your end of the deal is raw.
But still, I will never abandon you!
You mean too much to me.
You're worth every space that you take on the page,
As important as A, B or C.
note: this "poem" is the perfect example of exactly how poor my understanding of the usage of punctuation is, but the period? I'm pretty confident in my usage of that one. Dear, dear period.