I went to a food stall
and the person asked for my order;
I said "What would you choose for me?"
Then I agreed, smiling so all could see.
The food arrived,
He said he made it especially for me;
I tasted the food
and I also tasted his love...and that's what made it so good.
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With Love,
J44
- Author: Nafis Light ( Offline)
- Published: July 25th, 2019 00:01
- Category: Love
- Views: 11
Comments2
All food should be made with love.
Sounds like thats just to my taste.
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