Poem: She
She
is the one and only.
She is with me when I sleep
and when i awake.
my life is She,
everyday I tell her
that She is beautiful,
that no one else will do,
that She is all I want.
She makes me breakfast
and will be making all our cash.
She is the roast to my coffee,
eggs to my batter.
I don’t lie when I say
there is none better.
I can’t wait;
She must have my name.
Another poem
absolutely beautiful piece!
Thanks! I love to write poetry.