She be my girl...
That shiny pearl.
Who smiles did brighten me...
She had my heart,
Fro' end to start.
She been my epiphany.
Her days of ire...
Be shamed desire-
Of one who slackened thee...
I stacked his back-
Upon thy shack...
And sent him packering.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem