Tag Christie Moses
Why; Hello Colin good morning mate
Son, there is no accent in hands of fate
Throw out the tea and chug the beer
Then I bet you find a keg in ere
Everything is a riddle once it is spoke
The tag is from you to me and then some other folk
But who should I choose, I’m here to say
So many beautiful feathers float by my way
Once while I was taking a path from here to there
When I noticed beauty beyond compare
She made me smile and she made me think
Looking at her was like taking a drink
She made me feel good and forget all the rest
I reckon that is a true poets test
The only thing I really did know
What a wonderful beautiful soul
My only complaint of her poetry was the last line
For I was hoping to have just a little more time
Talk of someone who needs no adorning
She plays a huge role in the global warming
For she has a beauty that could melt Glacier Ice
I guess everything wants to see beauty so beautifully nice
So who is the beautiful Angel that I’m speaking of?
Tag Christie Moses your it my love
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Colin if I failed I apologize my head feels like it is in a vice
this morning but I wanted to respond. I will keep this poem
and then on a better day I will write a reply to you also. I
feel better guys & gals 0r guy gals & gal guys - One just
never knows anymore. At any rate God Bless you all, mj
Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2009
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