It was a dusk morning waiting for the sun to rise,
Awaking from a sleepless night I imagined I was gazing into your eyes,
I must have been dreaming because you weren’t there,
I walked through out the house, I couldn’t find you anywhere,
The only thing I found was a single rose,
Knowing how much you care, tears begin to flow,
Only of happiness and joy was m tears,
Thinking of all the time we can have together,
People say we’re crazy and fell to fast,
But we both know what we have will last,
We’ll grow old and have children, you and me,
Watch them grow old happily ever after we’ll be.
This is my work Sherrita Angel Longstreath @ copy-written 1996
This is my work Sherrita Angel Longstreath @ copy-written 1996
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