Her Name Is Laura,
Hair So Fine And Brown,
Eyes Like A Walnut.
Her Energy Is Something To Admire,
Her Strength Never Seems To Expire.
She's A Little Crazy,
Yet She's Mine.
Maybe Everything That's Happened Has Truly Happened For A Reason,
I'll Never Know How This Happened,
I'll Never Pretend.
But Today You've Made Me The Happiest Man Alive
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 3:21 PM UTC
Her Name Is Laura,
Hair So Fine And Brown,
Eyes Like A Walnut.
Her Energy Is Something To Admire,
Her Strength Never Seems To Expire.
She's A Little Crazy,
Yet She's Mine.
Maybe Everything That's Happened Has Truly Happened For A Reason,
I'll Never Know How This Happened,
I'll Never Pretend.
But Today You've Made Me The Happiest Man Alive
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