Are
you missing me
As
I’m missing you,
I
was happy in glee
With
a love so true.
You
meant everything –
Praises
I humbly sing
To
all who might hear
That
you were my Dear.
With
sentiments to cheer
I
will respectfully adhere
To
duly pursuing of wooing
You,
with a wise believing
I
won’t always be grieving
For
a fresh new beginning.
©
Andrew Stevenson 27/08/2017
An edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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