Fore little letters.
_ _ _ _
They make my heart go
Pitter Patt.
But the fore little letters,
_ _ _ _
Will never know
What effect they have on me.
They spell a name.
_ _ _ _
But Ill never speak,
Some one might hear.
The fore little letters.
_ _ _ _
Spell my heart,
Start with a _ and end with _.
The fore letters,
_ _ _ _
Written on my brain.
Make me smile.
Fore unknown letters
_ _ _ _
Tear me up inside.
Causing me confusion.
Fore cute letters.
_ _ _ _
Knowing what its like,
Having the letters but none in return.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very clever! I enjoyed this.