Michael P. McParland
Fly High - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Come take my hand sweet fair lady and
we'll fly high on the wings of true love.
True love shared by two souls so warm,
kind, loving and rare.
Just you and me babe flying high on the wings
of love provided by our admiration for each other.
Come fly high with me my only one claiming
our fate of eternity together hand in hand
never to have anything deny us again,
come fly high with me sweet one the
promised land of forever is yours and mine.
I love you deeply Angel of my greatest hopes and dreams,
come take my hand and so very high together
never looking back we'll fly away.
As best friends and lovers felt so very true
come fly high with me I want it to be only you.
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