Come
to me and see
How
we could learn
From
our past ecstasy –
A
lesson from a term.
We
shared our time
With
nice expressions
Of
expressive rhyme
Expressing
our sessions.
We
liked playing tennis
And
enjoyed the fun game,
You
were a source of bliss
In
how you kept me tame.
A
match in being equal
With
some philosophy
Of
a Biblical prequel
Sharing
philanthropy.
We
loved Jesus teaching,
He
had a loving essence
Within
His preaching
Without
any pretence.
You
are a wise teacher
With
an inner endeavour
Of
seeking some pleasure
From
past stormy weather.
Share
with me my life
And
I'll give you peace
From
all of your strife
Of
not being my Wife.
©
Andrew Stevenson 14/07/2017
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Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
A wonderful heartfelt poem Andrew. I wish you well.
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Greetings Yvonne. Thank you. Blessings. Love love, Andrew.
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