Easter Saturday
Everytime you cry from pain
Allow my love to rain down.
Saturdays were made in honor of you;
Tailoring your wonder-filled plans,
Eyeing down the monsters then
Running like mad into my arms.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2010
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