Fifty Shades Anniversary Poem
Fifty Shades One Year On..
I can’t believe a year has passed since reading Fifty Shades.
My family is still dealing with the impact that it made.
No dinners cooked, no laundry done, the house went all to pot.
Three silver books were my whole life, I simply couldn’t stop.
Christian Grey and Ana Steele consumed my waking hours.
Would she sign the contract when she wanted ‘Hearts & Flowers’?
I loved their email banter, their fights and make ups too.
And in the Red Room, goodness me, there’s stuff I never knew!
The Tie, The Mask, The Key (or cuffs), through all three tomes I rushed.
My knees nipped tight together and my face a little flushed.
Their tale was ❤ LOVE ❤ and romance, ’twas this that held us captive.
It was just an added bonus that their sex life was so active.
I finished Freed and was distraught – an addict needing more.
I went online and trawled the net. Where was number four?
A fruitless search, but found instead some other greysessed girls.
Hurrah! I wasn’t on my own. My Inner Goddess twirled.
I spent hours and hours AND HOURS, sourcing funny pics.
Photos of amazing cakes and Red Room Lego bricks!
Book signing queues and Twitter meet ups, Christmas parties off the chart.
The year’s had so much in it, from Silver Balls to Art.
But best of all, are friends I’ve made through reading Fifty Shades.
So heartfelt thanks & GREYt big hugs, go out to E L James xx