My man

I want my man 
not to be perfect and good looking 
I want him to kiss on my forehead 
Whispering I will love you always

I want him to hold my hand 
to reach my goal gate 
I want him to guide me in grand stage
Where I will receive the most prestigious doctorate award 
I want him to cheers in my happiness 
and grieved in my pain 
I want him to teach me 
If i do something wrong in someday 
I want him to scold me but not to raise his hand even though if he loss his temperament 

If i die before him
I promise to leave him most expensive gifts in the world
Which will compensate my death 
My little two babies who will bring rejoice in his life again 
I don't want him to mourn in my death 
I want him to hold our babies hand so that he could feel my presence 
I want him to kiss my photo in my death day
Saying you were the most beautiful soul 
may god grant me another chance to live with you in next life too..

8th gradeabsenceangstartfree verse

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