Shal
I spend my days dreaming,
And wanting it to come true,
I dream of a compassionate heart,
And hoping that its you.
You with your beauty,
And heart of gold,
With all of your grace,
A princess to behold.
I dream of the day,
that I can hold you in my arms,
When I can get lost in your eyes,
And all of your charms. :)
poem by Richard Goolsby
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