As Time Goes By
Blinded by beauty
In my memory
A sight for sore eyes
Rose tinted maybe
As I grew older
I then realised
She was a tomboy
Without her front teeth
When I had to serve
With boots on the ground
On far foreign fields
She wrote, I replied
The girl of my dreams
Cute ugly duckling
Now graceful white Swan
Was waiting for me
9/ 27/ 2024.
Copyright © George Seal | Year Posted 2024
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