Our Song Poem by Stella Mary
Our Song
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date 'man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have'
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
cool poem... keep writing... i'm also a grt reader of harry potter series...
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4/24/2024 8:44:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i didn't like your poem.