There is a beautiful lady standing in front of me
She’s always on my mind, wherever I may go;
How do I tell her I like her so?
My words do injustice, to my feelings for her so deep
Days without her would never be so sweet.
And as they pass; my feelings grow
My actions may not say what I’d like to show
But now I feel I’ve gone through enough
A day without her is a day so tough
So I’ve gathered courage to finally confess
I hope my feelings, through words have been expressed
For all these words I say to you are true
This poem is a gift; from me to you.
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