I know you think it's cheesy, but I'm going to tell you why
I love you and I can't help swoon and almost want to cry.
I love you for the look that sets my soul ablaze.
You don't know what you took from me within that first deep gaze.
I love you for the ''everything'' that you have grown to be.
You know that I will feel the same from now til eternity.
I'll love you til forever no matter what's in store.
I'll love you if this world ends and then I'll love you more.
Enough of all the mush now, I'm sure you've had your fill.
I won't keep telling you these things...(but, I'm thinking of them still) .
I've always thought the world needed a little mush, Mary. Or is it the world needs a little love? Both are fine and you did this well. Raynette
Even I thought it was great, Mary. YOU make mush fashionable! Thanks for being the sugar at this site. We sure do need you here!
Mush you say, when so much beauty is made from dust and clay.Your work is so much more than this Mary, Really worth seeing.Love Duncan
It cannot be denied, it's mushy alright. But mushy is alright. Alright?
Mush? Eskimos have been saying and using it for yonks, so mush away, Mary
Nothing wrong with a bit of mush (there is always mush - room) Mary and this is a very nice poem. Thinking about the pillars of what a country should be held up by I am reminded of souls like you. It matters little what one sees in the mirror, the goodness must be throughout a person and that really is all that counts. Best H
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If they could sometimes read our thoughts Mary - Heck, it's not worth thinking about! ! ! ! Nice one, I liked it very much. Sincerely Ernestine