A love poem that I wrote in the middle of class.
Remember that time in May?
With the horses and hay?
When we were young and gay?
Our love will last until we die, they say.
i do not believe in these sayings for this day,
We are together in Heaven forever
In peace and love and so very happy
What could be better then that summer in May?
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