Who can smile into the sunlight
And find God’s love in a dream?
I meant to kiss you at the park,
Cherish your heart,
And make promises
That would never end.
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No, not a cad, nor slightly bad...for but a gentleman you be. I like this succinct friday evening offerage, Uriah; particularly, the first 2 lines. Sterling Work, U.H.! ~ FjcR ~