Am
I out of sight
Out
of your mind,
Do
you have gripe
Seeing
me in-kind.
I
hope you still feel
A
love that is real,
And
mindfully care
Of
us being a pair.
I
am thinking of you
With
a love so true;
I
am mentally sane
Not
feeling any pain.
Are
you blossoming
From
my nurturing,
I
am really so pining
For
a new beginning,
You
stole away my heart,
Am
I now so worlds apart
For
wanting a fresh start,
Let
me respectfully know.
My
love does so grow
And
I will nicely sow
Some
poems your way
In
the hope you’ll stray.
Come
out to play
And
don’t decay,
Live
your/our life
As
my nice Wife.
©
Andrew Stevenson 02/09/2017
An edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
Here's hoping your wishes come true Andrew.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Thank you Yvonne. Blessings. Love love, Andrew.
Delete