((Ugh; just ugh. I did write some drivel back then.))
I wrap up my heart and to you it shall go,
And from this small gift all my love it will flow.
I know it’s not much, it’s the best I can do,
Although it is small it’s especially for you.
It doesn’t come with a ribbon or come with a bow,
Doesn’t come in a glass case to be put out on show.
Doesn’t come with a warranty it’s here for life.
This I will ask you,
“Will you be my wife?”
Monday, 25 June 2007
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