April Walter Skyy Poet Rhyme

The Day

I  tend to think of things.
Like the day I will wear the ring.

The  bride  of  my  first  love.
Then  fly  the  sky  just  like  a  dove.

Happinesss  would  fill  my  heart. 
Only one person know the day I will be told.


I do my best to make it right...
but I dont have much more might.

I will try until I can't no more.
In hopes that one day I will be able to sore.

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Pace Ink-U-Script October 4, 2012 at 10:14 AM Beautiful thoughts of yours...always remember that there's a time for everything...and when the time comes it will be magical..though, I've never been married which shouldn't matter...but never give up...it will happen. Just a response to your poem..lovely write.