The poet

the poet sat under
the weeping willow
trying to write about
her a pain and sorrows
but she cant help but laugh
for she finds herself
thinking about the love
that should have lasted
she never thought he would
be the one to hold her heart
but he came into her life and
swept her off her feet
he made her happy as could be
and filled her mind with
loving memories
so she sit under the weeping tree
weeping trying to tell her story of love
but this time with an happy ending
so she writes of the love they shared
and ends it with her dreams

“ he has always shows me love,
and made me feel as if I was whole,
his eyes are that of an angel,
and can always see in to my soul,
never once dose he judge me
and always accepted me for me,
I love him with all that I am
and never want to let him go
for I know I will never feel
this whole again for he is
my one, my only, my ever thing
and right here in his arm
is where I will forever stay''

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