Yes There Are Times I Do Regress
There was a time
I loved to write
I'd stay up late
All through the night
Those days are gone
I don't write much
I used to rhyme
It was my crutch
Yes there are times
I do regress
And I scribble
Yes I confess
Oh poetry
I love you so
I penned you this
To let you know
I hope one day
That you'll be mine
Till that day comes
I'll seek no sign
You will be mine
And I'll be yours
Then we'll set sail
To distant shores
. 10/12/2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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