by Baddabing66Oceanside, California, USA
Feb 2017 720 Views 3 comments
Sunday
Sunday comes and we meet
We kiss and hug
We say beautiful words to each other
The conversation always relates about the people we know.
As we get out of the trolley,
we either go to Lemon Grove or Old town
Sight seen or shopping is in our minds.
As we say goodbye,
we kiss and hug,
hoping to see each other again
the next following Sunday.
We kiss and hug
We say beautiful words to each other
The conversation always relates about the people we know.
As we get out of the trolley,
we either go to Lemon Grove or Old town
Sight seen or shopping is in our minds.
As we say goodbye,
we kiss and hug,
hoping to see each other again
the next following Sunday.
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Posted: Feb 2017
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This poem is about me and my girlfriend and the weekends we have togetherPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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