Babe, I Love You
Shall I entitle you 'my Queen,'
Or treat you like a princess?
Do you remember where we've been
Through this very special days?
So, I have to admit.
Yesterday was with us.
You were a fair brunette,
And I'm that handsome lad.
We bumped on into each other
And you, dear, was almost mad.
You scared me of your monstrous stare,
But I threw you back my love.
Now my hair had turned to gray.
And your hair too;
And there's these words I'd like to say:
'Babe, I love you.'
Copyright © Donward Bughaw | Year Posted 2019
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