So this is a poem about a friend of mine. Yeah, it is a she. Why would I write about a guy? Duh!
Enjoy!
Such a bundle of joy
She came into my life
From a world so far
And different from my haunt
Of times long gone by
To melt me in words
As sweet as the honey
From the rarest acacia tree
And soothing as the art
From the realm of rembrandt
I wonder in my sleep
If these arms can reciprocate
And possess a little strength
To hold my thieving magpie
During times of unfair disharmony
Saturday, June 21, 2008
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