I
am searching
For
some loving,
She’ll
be a Lady
As
I am fussy.
I’ll
respect her
With
fervour,
And
will adhere
To
her being dear.
What
are you up to;
I
want you to woo:
Will
you be a sensation
In
hugging for a duration.
We
could be respectable
With
me being amiable.
©
Andrew Stevenson 19/10/2017
A sonnet.
I wont be posting a poem all Weekend as I'm staying with my poorly mother. Blessings to you all.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
Wondeerfully endearing poem Andrew. I'm sure sge will come along. Have a great weekend with your mother. Here on the south coast there are 80mph gales forecast for Saturday so I will be indoors.
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Yvonne.
Thank you Yvonne, for your kind words. Sorry you've got strong winds forecast Enjoy your Weekend. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.!
DeleteSorry about your mum not feeling well.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind concern. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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