Saturday, January 22, 2011

My Fate

sweet Racheal!
An Angel’s face,
no wrinkle,
not a trace!
My body tingles,
when I’m near her,
That’s love’s curse!
Her voice so sweet,
like a bird’s tweet,
the kind of giirl,
mom want’s to meet!
My mind is in a whirl,
of thoughts for this girl!
My heart’s desire,
for her is on fire!
Her words of love,
are from heaven above!
From heaven’s end,
did God send,
her to enter my soul,
until I grow old!
She is my soul mate,
That is my sweet fate!
Duke Sherman

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