The days grow long, and the nights become cold. Is it just me or am I getting old. I've waited for that special day, The day you tell me you're here to stay. To have you close inside my arms, gives a warm feeling that could never be harmed. But that day to come is so far away, I'll cuddle with my teddy bear, until you're here to stay
Reason for writing:
I write my poem from the feelings that come from my heart. I have inspired myself to write what I feel.
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