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My guy

To my guy, 
Come here.
Run your fingers through my hair,
swing me in the air.
Lift me and take a spin,
I'll laugh and we both win.
And when we stop, my hair will fall on your face,
I will cherish the moment with the utmost grace.
You'll put me down and I won't stop smiling,
I will not stop hugging you,
and we won't know where time flew.

We could take a walk in the park,
Maybe Hold hands when it's dark.
You'll run fast when we race,
Just to see me make my baby face.
When we go shopping, you'll run out without any bags,
See me struggling with all the bills and tags.
You will call me a tiny elf,
Then help me with the book on the shelf.

We might just be teens with no money,
But you are adorable and sweet and funny.
We do not have any cars,
But I believe you'll be here soon;
cause i just wished upon a shooting star.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 6/19/2019 9:35:00 PM
Loved this poem, it has a sweet stream flowing within it.. Pure love
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Vanshika Gupta
Date: 6/23/2019 1:01:00 AM
thank you so much! THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY!
Date: 6/13/2019 2:08:00 AM
sweetly said-You will call me a tiny elf,/ Then help me with the book on the shelf.
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Vanshika Gupta
Date: 6/23/2019 1:01:00 AM
HAHA thanks
Date: 6/12/2019 11:33:00 PM
Vanshika, That's about the sweetest thing I've read in a long time. Two are more special than one sometimes. -Richard
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Date: 6/12/2019 4:26:00 PM
Nice and beautiful poem.
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Date: 6/12/2019 9:00:00 AM
Cutesy little din. Just what I need for my day to begin. Thanks for sharing. Congrats on your Feature.
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