For Sure
A poem and a personal reason to be thankful
Life goes fast, and mine is not an exception.
I still have a long way to go,
If I want to pick my life up before I die.
Thank you for being next to me.
Thanks for reading my poetry.
Even when I am gone, you remember me.
I feel really lucky to have found you.
Do my words mean something fot you?
If so, the pleasure is mine, dear reader.
You allow me to give you a piece of me.
I am thankful to have found you, dear one.
Be sure that you mean a lot to me.
Be sure that you lighten my days up.
My inner core is shaken by your love.
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