Never Make A Promise When You’re Happy. Poem by ckim mbasa

Never Make A Promise When You’re Happy.



To promise or not to, on the dork waiting I am,
For I know the time, to deem it a honor,
Here I come, that I make it.

Here with you, afraid I am,
Tomorrow what come may, for I am happy now,
Promise or not to, deal it a favor.

Happily I live, and happy I am now,
It’s the reason, that today I live,
Not to say I repeat self, for time being soon you never know.

Sunday, March 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: arthurian
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