Sing Me Your Song. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Sing Me Your Song.

Changing seasons, autumn leaves of gold through your hair, to love to care. To walk in country roads in the rain you're hand in mine. Only thing I ask of you is to love me.
Michael Cochrane © 2023

Sunday, September 24, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,hair,leaves,rain,seasons
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