The moment he met the girl of his dreams
Was the time that his pen ran out of ink
Every moment he saw her smile so wide
The paper made it hard for him to write
When he held her hand and held it tight
His hands weren’t free to write one more rhyme
But when she hugged him and for the last time said goodbye
He sighed, sat down, and his sadness he began write
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
The moment he met the girl of his dreams
Was the time that his pen ran out of ink
Every moment he saw her smile so wide
The paper made it hard for him to write
When he held her hand and held it tight
His hands weren’t free to write one more rhyme
But when she hugged him and for the last time said goodbye
He sighed, sat down, and his sadness he began write
I have got to think of a better title..
Open for suggestions~
