A poem for my loved ones.

For Him.

This is a poem I wrote about a man in love with a woman.

Some might consider it tragical, while others find it magical.

In this poem, I’m showing the struggle of a wife of a wealthy businessman. He ran after his business though he was rich. His wife ran after him but he never cared to look back at her for even a moment. So, she looked back and went her own way when she couldn’t be let to have her life back.

A poetry from the heart.

However, Obama, and his wife, Michelle Obama, not in the White House, when the shooting occurred.

I wrote this in about 15 minutes just now, hope you guys like it.

It’s jst a funny article.

Dont go to your neighbors door without calling!