It's getting close to Christmas Day
A time of joy, a time of play
But all I want's to find a way
To spend the holiday with you.
No school today, I lay in bed
My love for you won't leave my head
My cheeks become a little red
From thoughts of cuddling with you.
At last, the special day is here
I wish I got you something, dear
But we've a better source of cheer
'Cause you have me, and I have you.
And even though you're really far
We're deep in love, I know we are
I look up at the shining stars
They're almost beautiful as you.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 7:05 PM UTC
It's getting close to Christmas Day
A time of joy, a time of play
But all I want's to find a way
To spend the holiday with you.
No school today, I lay in bed
My love for you won't leave my head
My cheeks become a little red
From thoughts of cuddling with you.
At last, the special day is here
I wish I got you something, dear
But we've a better source of cheer
'Cause you have me, and I have you.
And even though you're really far
We're deep in love, I know we are
I look up at the shining stars
They're almost beautiful as you.
My first time playing around with meter, rhyme schemes, and stress patterns. This poem is fictional (sadly).
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