I am on the stage,
My voice's like bell
Telling a story
Of the life we could have
I always imagined,
I am your perfect bride,
And our clever children -
The family's pride.
Thank you my love for every tear that fell for you,
For everything, for every night I was with you.
Thank you for every game I was a part,
For every moment that I just could hear your heart.
For every morning, every cup of every coffee,
I will be thankful till the end of all my days,
For every dress and every argue, every story,
For every sound I pronounced in your bed.
I am on the stage,
Hey, my poker fan,
I drink for the life that we'll never have...
I promise the heaven that wants us apart,
None of my hands will hold playing cards.
It's my sign of respect to my love.
My Poker fan
© Copyright: Анна Зубакова, 2013
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