Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Poem

Am I dreaming? Stupid? I think I’ve been hit with a qubet.
But no one needs to know right now.
I met a tall, dark, handsome man. I’ve been busy making big plants.
But no one needs to know right now.
I got my hart set, my feet wet, but he doesn’t even know yet.
But no one needs to know right now.
I tell him some day some day some have but I’m going to keep it a secret for now.
I want the bell ring, choir to sing, Wight dress guest, the cake whole done thing.
But no one needs to know right now.
I tell him some day some day some have but I’m going to keep it a secret for now.
We have a little girls, little boys, little Beings, we go and roll.

But no one needs to know right now.
He doesn’t know that only he can make it right.


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