Good morning sunshine
I hope we meet to dine
Maybe have a little wine
Keep in mind our waistline
Desserts we don't decline
Today will be fine
Because I know you're mine
Let me know what time
Whenever you choose is fine
The choice will be mine
To pick the place where we dine
3-3-19/RjH/BH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a charming read... HAHA