My First Love
There was he,
and the time passed like a snail
when I first met him.
My world started shaking
and some butterflies were growing,
the strange feeling was absorving me
when I saw you walking.
My life would not be the same
when I saw the door for happines
open to me.
Very well done Mechi! I appreciate the extra effort that rhyming implies. Your poem sounds very nice.
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