As I composed poetry by romantic candlelight
There appeared a young lady in white.
Her name was Miss Moriah,
And she had a desire.
But my desire it was to write!
As I composed poetry by romantic candlelight
There appeared a young lady in white.
Her name was Miss Moriah,
And she had a desire.
But my desire it was to write!
That doesn’t please women, Kevin. But a poem is forever. đ Now I prefer not to write any further, otherwise I will get very nasty comments. Lol Michael
Thank you for your comment, Michael, which made me smile! Best wishes. Kevin
:-))