To my Paul, With love

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A lover to be heard of

When you grow up mum tells you of all the men and how you'll get married

you look in disgust and say "urgh, not me" 

When you're finally at that age all you can think of is men, men, men.

soon you'll be getting married, having children and not to mention growing old together.

I found my special love for he gave me  a loving home and a generous kind hand.

unlike most men i know he's kind, funny ,loving and helpful.

life wouldn't be the same without my Paul or at least that's what i thought.

until you get to know him, his burping, constant botty burps trash everywhere dirty socks on the floor.

somewhere down the line you wonder why oh why did i choose to fight his dirty laundry

then you think back to the first night together his beautiful blue eyes, loving smile and just how perfect he really is.


Submitted: October 15, 2010

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