Oh, complex funny girl!
So intimately shy you’ve grown to me.
When you dance the dance of a thousand questions
Around me, all I can do is smile.
And you prance around with a head full of worries.
Worries are for the dull, funny girl!
Keep them low and hidden from view.
Then we’ll share the joy life has to bring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ah sit back n kick it.