I have decided, that I will wait.
I will be friends, n gain her trust.
I am ready, to love or bust.
There is time, for her to see.
How true my love, is clear to see.
Give it time, this I will.
My whole heart, n all my will.
To bed I cant, go to yet.
My love for her, This I’ll bet.
In due time, I hope she see’s
That all guys, are not about the birds n bee’s.
Birds n bee’s, can be fun.
But they don’t show, a bright shining sun.
Love is more, then just fun.
It is about, being there.
Just to show, that u care.
Talking through out, midnight hours.
Getting to know, her fears and hopes.
Getting to know, her dreams n slopes.
I hope she does, come around.
To show her my love, circles round.
There is no end, to my love.
I hope she is, my one true dove.
Time will tell, if I give up.
Looking for love, n seeking loves cup.
I am almost done, seeking love.
Trying to find, my only dove.
When will this end, this hurt and pain.
Can I find love, my sugar Cain.
Is there time, before I give up.
To find love, n my buttercup.
Hurt in the past, broke my heart.
Ruined my trust, to every part.
In due time, Surely I’ll find.
A true love, to share in kind.
My heart say’s go, my mind says no.
What do I do, where do I go.
Should I give up, n go to bed?
For my friend, I will stand down.
Even walk, with out a frown.
She is the world, in my mind.
I will be there, if she’s in a bind.
What we do, for love is strong.
Even for her, to sing loves song.
I can not lie, it hurts me so.
Even if, I let love go.
For I must, be very strong.
To let her go, to another song.
Love for me, is like a song.
We are happy, at the gong.
To stand down, this I will.
Because of love, I missed this quill.
My heart say’s go, my mind say’s stop.
I want her love, don’t want to stop.
I want to go, all the way.
Don’t want to stop, along the way.
I want to have, her in my life.
To be beside me, even in strife.
Through good n bad, thick and thin.
For my life, n love would spin.
To have her, for a day.
Held in my arms, along our way.
Even with this, my love so strong.
Even if I, must miss this song.
For her happiness, I will Stand down.
Unless she say’s, she wants me.
Is this right, or is this wrong.
Time is short, for this song.
To love or bust, in short time.
Will this spend, my last dime.
My last dime, is my love.
Can I find, my only dove.
Short in change, short in love.
Time is close, for giving up.
Let this be, a step up.
I am almost done, trying for love.
Also looking for, my one true dove.
How much longer, can I last.
Over this pain, can I pass.
To move on, or lose my love.
To give up, or find my dove.
This poem, she will see.
For her eyes, this must be.
Loyal I am, loyal I’ll be.
Till I die, I hope she’ll see.
The time has come, for one and all.
To learn to walk, or still to crawl.
We must learn, right from wrong.
Before our Clock, sings it’s song.
To choose our one, soul mate it is.
The next in line, we may kiss.
Whether or not, true love we find.
Will decide, our very mind.
Will we choose, for our true love.
But will we find, our only dove.
Time will tell, only in time.
Will we spend, our single dime.
So next in choice, who will it be.
Our true love, who will we see.
Once again, we must decide.
Who will be, by our side.
The next we choose, will it be.
Right or wrong, we will see.
A new poem, this I must.
For the time is here, for us to cheer.
God is coming, quick and soon.
There are going to be, a few more moons.
If we look, all around.
We will see, whats coming down.
The time is here, for us to pray.
Not just for us, to say nay.
Our Lord will come, as a thief does.
In the night, is what he does.
The bible does say, we will not know.
What day he will come, to end the flow.
The flow of life, will soon end.
Satan’s hold, will soon bend.
We must be, on our toes.
For soon our last wind, will start to blow.
The moons are red, red as blood.
We even have, tornado’s and floods.
Earthquakes galore, and Tsunami’s about.
All these disaster’s, tell us what it’s about.
The bible does say, what will be.
Rumors of war, from sea to sea.
All we hear, is violence and war.
Tornado hits, just next door.
Natural disaster, takes their life’s.
All about, there is much Strife.
So we know, to pray for life.
For the time is near, to end this grief.
To go to heaven, with our Chief.
For this poem, may be short.
But pay attention, so you wont be short.
For our time, will quickly come.
As of now, I am moving on.
Through and out, this hard time.
The clouds will clear, and the storm will pass.
Things are looking up, as I raise the mast.
Sailing on, and moving out.
From these dark days, I muster all my clout.
I am ready, to start again.
Just to see, where life begins.
Tough it is, and tough it will be.
Life moves on, and this I see.
So move on I will to start all over.
Just to see, the fields of clover.
I am still hurt, from my loss.
Nothing can change, what was lost.
My child’s life, Is now in better hands.
Strength is coming, for me to move on.
I still want to hear, Loves first gong.
Lonely I am, in a cold bed.
Waiting I am, to fill the bed.
I want to get to know, my next love.
Before I move on, to have a warm bed.
