Wednesday, April 27, 2011

“The Litany of the word LOVE”



It’s quite ironic that in life,
The person that brings out the best in you
And the one that makes you strong
Is actually your weakness…

Rascally tomboy full of mirth and mischief
Loves to tweak a man I’d always freak.
Always ready to mingle and tumble
Detailed, Organized and well achieved.

A man of descent, perfectionist and chronic worry wart.
Tries to look on the bright side of things,
But often smells disaster.
He is trying to keep it together.

A girl with a quick wit and a ton of charm
She’s into giving rough tips and makeovers to her friends and flowers,
And always tries to look her best
That’s why he loved her with all his might.

This man has delightfully off be at and
Upbeat way of looking at everything,
Often listening to rumors from her babbling brook.
Sometimes wishy-washy.

We’re born alone,
We live alone,
Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment
That we’re not alone.

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