I had one lover
Lucky was his name to ponder
On the day he offered the ring
Violets and roses he give in spring
Even if he is not perfect
Yet he showed me a lot of respect
Of course, he was my one and only
Utterly, I love him dearly
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50 Random Notes
PoetryWords are being fit together to create lines, Lines that sound better in a stanza, Stanzas that will try to creep in your hearts, And these are my random poems, my random notes. -Q "With God, everything is possible"
