P is for pretty,

P is for pretend,

P is for power,

P can bring an end…

P is for pride,

P is for plain,

P is for placing ourselves,

P can give us pain…

P is one more point I make, and

P stands for pure,

P is your first note,

P makes this yours…

P connects with a line, and then

P becomes and ‘R’,

P stands for a name then,

P makes you who you are…

P can make these words stand out,

P is for another phase,

P is what I dedicate to you,

P then stands for praise…

P is the pink color of your hair,

P is the purpose I seek,

P makes this emoticon

P also makes us weak…

P is for a plan I made,

P is the pretty girl I saw,

P is a pleasant kiss I give you,

P is the picture I draw…

P was the pumpkin I had cut,

P was the party I threw,

P happened during Halloween,

P was a memory I drew…

P has become a long rhyme you see,

P was meant only for you,

P is hating to come to an end, but

P, like all things, must do…

P is the last thing I share in your note,

P now draws to a close,

P was meant to be sweet and funny,

P stands also for propose