Among my thoughts and woes
I’m the only one that knows,
From your silky hair
To your pretty toes,
You are the most
Beautiful rose,
Amidst a field
Full of butterweeds
I’m broken down on my knees
But no one can hear my pleas,
Might as well be
Screaming overseas,
Like a ship lost
At the edge of the bay,
You like a lighthouse
Show me the way,
I await you in the morn
Like the first sunray,
Thank you for being you
You make my day...
© okpoet
Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 12:55 AM UTC
Among my thoughts and woes
I’m the only one that knows,
From your silky hair
To your pretty toes,
You are the most
Beautiful rose,
Amidst a field
Full of butterweeds
I’m broken down on my knees
But no one can hear my pleas,
Might as well be
Screaming overseas,
Like a ship lost
At the edge of the bay,
You like a lighthouse
Show me the way,
I await you in the morn
Like the first sunray,
Thank you for being you
You make my day...
© okpoet
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