Happy birthday Billie
O how I would have touched yr life
I would never let you touched Horse
And would protect you from the abuse
You called love
I would cook, clean, and wash
And never would let the press hunt you
As the bulbs flashing into the night
But I never knew you until it was too late
If I had met you, I would give you love like a child
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sublime piece..... wonderful to read.... thank u... LeeAnn....