February One - Poem by Mench Mansigue
I was amazed in the month of love,
It'll always be in the month of February.
I wonder why and want to ask,
Mr.Cupid, when do I fall in love?
One week before tomorrow's in,
Amazing man asked me to join with him.
I was confused ‘though I'm happy,
To go with him and enjoyed his company.
I was surprised when he said "he loved me",
And telling me frankly with sincerity.
I said I'm not ready for I was just empty,
But he held my hand, definitely!
Oh! where are you now Mr. Cupid?
What will I do, I'm so afraid,
To show the truth that I felt the same,
That I want to see his face and hear his name.
Oh my God! Let me be enlighten
How can I control this feeling deep within?
Emotionally I refused to hide it to be
But Lord, Please show me the way…
February One is coming in
I was in tense to see him again
I have nothing to think but still the same,
To say "I DO" I can hardly do.
That was the day I told him to meet me,
He was excited what will I say,
Either 'YES or NO' I will ever be,
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