If I could give to Wendy,
all that she deserves.
Id serve it on a silver platter,
like royalty is served.
All her many wishes,
all her lovely dreams.
Every day in sweet surrender,
this only prayer I scream.
Her beauty's so deserving,
her every word I hear.
Theres no one else in this whole world,
when she is standing near.
If I could give to Wendy,
all that she deserves.
This world would live in silence,
so that only Wendy's heard.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very cute, very sweet.... Becca