O My
She carry.herself right
I took her to meet mommy on the first night
She walks down the aisle
We walk up the aisle on our second night
I feel when you see
A Lady
It's love at the sight
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Anthony Hanible (
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This poem upon first read I thought of as a child speaking but then upon second and third reading took it for a young man. Lovely
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