Walking in my best of best:
my favorite flowing, white dress
with my white Sunday bonnet, walking west
along the beautiful sea
and there's only me.
I feel so pure and free
by this blue, blue ocean.
I feel the mist as the key
center, with bird calls
and white breezes that goes over me and falls.
The wind brushes my hair
in my face and as I twirl
it back I notice something rather rare.
There he is, my knight in shinning, bright
armour on one knee. I said "yes" that night.
We hugged and spun
and he put that ring on my finger
and we stayed locked together as one
for a very long time.
That is, until we went home at the midnight chime.
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A Little Bit of Happiness, A Little Bit of Joy
PoetryPoems for the soul or whatever you feel like. Most of them are happy because that's nice, right? Anyway, these are just fun little poems about all sorts of things. If you want you can even make a request on a subject or style! Except suicide or self...