Friday, December 17, 2010

Fourth Day Of Christmas - A Poem


There’s this ditty I love to sing
Unlyric’d
Untitled
Always tugging on my heartstrings
Coaxing my sweetness to the front
Claiming the guiltness of my flaws.

It’s you,
All the things that you do;
The arc of your smile,
The ride in your stride,
The sheen in your eye.

It’s true
Everything’s you;
The promise of your touch,
The nurse of your words,
Stand you out from the bunch.

You put the rhythm in my Xmas
Yes, you deserve a very Merry Xmas.


Eneh
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