57 Years Poem by Jasmine Thompson
57 Years
Back in the day he was a rebel child
getting in trouble
driving his parents wild
Back in the day she was a beauty queen
never mean
driving the boys insane
you'd never know how they met
but its something they'll never forget
him
the way her hair blew in the breeze
her
the way his smile brought her to her knees
You never understand
just by looking at them
how these two different people
turned out as friends
him
a high school dropp out
her
future ms. universe.
You'd never get it
you'd never see
how in 57 years
he still means the world to me.
A life full of strange events to us, we will taste different things from different parts, ..But i don't believe that fate and destiny is existence, we ourselves build the destiny and fate Warm and nice poem here, well done
A really fanfastic poem, really liked it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, A Picture Of Dreams.
Fate has a funny way of bringing people together don't it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/23/2024 9:11:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
47 years.but I smile for a while.until the darkness doth ascend,then I will be me again.