Wednesday, 29 February 2012


An engineer lives and breathes,
For simple things like geometry.
Cold hard facts and calcs galore,
Bring satisfaction but nothing more.

Gadgets and gizmos prove fine distractions,
From all the additions and subtractions.
And in a pinch, some scotch adds heat
To an ice chilled life that's incomplete.

A smile would truly warm this nerd,
A brilliant laugh, a whispered word.
To ease my mind from a day of waste,
To lift me up to a higher place.

This smile was found and joy was given
To an engineer who was barely living.
And though the smile may ebb and flow,
My girlfriend is awesome, she told me so.