I often wonder why
Why O why no friends have I
I believe because I'm weird sometimes
With a special kind of shy
Every day she brings my eyes alive
Never hand in hand with any other guy
Not so pretty, yet who am I
My mirror never lies
She seems so cute with a graceful sway
She often looks about my way
A smile, I smile, because that day
I knew she knew, we were the same
Beyond so many happy moons
The two of us with twins times, two
My love, my heart, the girl I knew
A woman- Beautiful
(02/12.2025}
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