I doted on my sweet fianc;e,
I swung her in my sturdy arms.
but she said I was brutal and clumsy
llike the other bums.
I asked her go out for dancing
a little awe with hell or high.
Instead, she called the dancing fancy
refusing with an acid smile.
I sang her songs in loving fever,
I read her poems for good and fun
emotionally, and likely even
that it’d give me just a chance
to cast away her badly feelings
and flourish under loving rays
with new and lovely growing willing -
to be the lodestar of the day.
25.08.2021
Be the lodestar of the day
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