You wrote me a poem,
Your first in your life.
You will never know,
What this means to your wife.
After nine years,
I thought I knew you well.
But this proves once again,
You make my heart swell.
When I tell you,
Your a romantic man.
You say NO WAY,
As hold up your hand.
I know you think,
Your poem is not right.
But in my eyes,
It was a shear delight.
I love you more
Each day and everyday.
I am the luckiest lady,
Is what I got to say.
So there is NO WAY,
You can convince me anymore.
That your not the one,
That’s romantic to the core. |
Poem Style – Quatrain / Poem Catagory – Love
Written by Lady Kathleen
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About Ladykathleen
I am a Website Designer, but I love to write for fun. My passion is writing poerty as well as other things. I hope you have enjoyed my poems. And perchance there was one that made you smile or made you think, well then my job is done. I also have tryed my hand at writing a book, well more a fable, and instead of publishing through normal channels I have decided to give a copy to anyone that donates to help run my sites, You can find out more about this in the side panel of this blog. Thank you again for visiting.
