You are my baby sweet baby more...
We argued the other night.
Let's no longer fight....
No more, please not ever more.
I love the way yon eyes glow at hand...
I love to hold your soft warm hand.
We kiss away the time of parted...
We'll always for more be loved forever more.
Never will we be of broken hearted...
Love bloom'th'ed since sighted as started.
You are my sweet baby more....
No fights ever were tallied of wins or losses of score.
Make up? ...
Not of this one of face.
Lets make up 'stead possessed of angered disgrace...
You are my Rock of Gibralter.
Loved you since upon the alter...
You are my forever more sweet baby more.
No longer to be mad at each one another....
Baby, baby aweet baby more.
Never to be never so ever sore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A saperlative rite Sir Mike..............