She is a friend I hate to lose with
A quick glance and a tender smile,
Whom she caught me in a spell.
That I wish never to come out of
A soft voice, an unspoken love,
Across the way I see the true meaning
Your kind face and the inner beauty is what I will treasure on my thoughts several generations to come
That's what you are to me.
Copyright © moha lakers | Year Posted 2016
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