She asked for the stars in the sky
He pondered for a second before going away into the night
She thought he had given up and had lost her one chance
To finally find the one and only true romance
Later that week he dropped by her house
He left her a giant cardboard envelope with a card inside
On it was a youngsters drawing of stars at night
Inside he wrote 'You are the true wonder; my only delight'
Monday, April 16, 2007
True Wonder
Posted by Sleepless In Muscat at 01:09
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3 comments:
ohhh lovely ... hmmm i wonder when that will happen with moi... but beautifully written .. what to do am a sucker for romance ;P it the small things that really matter ....
Beautiful and sweet :)
This is a new style of writing me thinks?
JJ:
If you're looking for romantic suckers.. you've come to the right place!
lol
But thanks for the nice words of appreciation.
SS:
Thank you.
It sort of is. Nowadays all I seem to be thinking is about poetry lines all the time and they're like in classic tense.
Does that make any sense?
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