A Follower That Will Last

I like to lay on the charm

To have Cheryl on my arm,

I would so love her to pull

As I think she is beautiful,

I like her pleasing character

Which is one I do savour,

She loves her loving Mother

With a love that won’t waver.

 

I respect Cheryl so very much,

I would love her to duly touch

My aching heart with fulfilment

Of not feeling like bereavement.

Am I out of my reaching depth

With a romance that is bereft.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 05/06/2016

 

A past poem that I didn't post.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.