Oh'D
Memories of you rule every thought
Even though each day they are fought.
But never victor, thus am I fraught
With defeat to my love of you am I caught.
Your steady mind and strong will tell
Of your steadfast need to always excel,
Along with your sense of humor I know well
That you would never let yourself go to hell!
Copyright © Quentin Ehlinger | Year Posted 2013
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