To Sting, On His Seventieth Birthday Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi

To Sting, On His Seventieth Birthday

Rating: 5.0


Dear Sting,

Yr voice elevated me with joy
Even on dreary day that would
Make me lose hope
Yr face would put me in a frenzy
And all this time, my heart still beats harder
When I think of you
I want to hold yr hand and catch yr smile
As you captured my heart with yr words
I still love you
But you gave yr heart to another

Love, Lee-Ann

Saturday, October 2, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: fame,cute love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Evelyn Judy Buehler 27 October 2021

Your heartfelt tribute is well expressed.5 stars.

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Cowboy Ron Williams 02 October 2021

Sting is 70 now? That's just a young kid! I enjoyed reading the poem, though!

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Dr Dillip K Swain 02 October 2021

I want to hold yr hand and catch yr smile As you captured my heart with yr words....endearing expression. Bravo! !

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