Someday...When The Fightings Done Poem by Philip Lore

Someday...When The Fightings Done



My love burns bright for you today,
I love you more and more each day,
When I sleep I dream of you...
Blonde hair, warm smile, eyes so blue.

You are my future to forget the past,
I'll be coming home at last.
Fleeting images of stress and strife,
A time for us...to share our life.

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Philip Lore

Philip Lore

Jersey City New Jersey
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