She - Poem by Oropher Tîwele
Sometime ago I saw something that became dear to me.
Fair, beauty and amazing to me was she.
To you maybe not but in my eyes she is.
Not a day goes by that she is not on my mind.
Memories and times together remind me of she.
Here, there and everywhere I see and think of she.
I love you she!
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