For you to read my poetry
It makes me proud as can be
Make sure you say right out loud
So all can hear it in the crowd
Thursday the ninth is the day
When you read my poetry
Dressed from head to toe
You’ll look like the Florence
From long ago
So don’t be shy I’m sure your not
Because my best wishes you have got
Remember when you reach the end
Your mum is always your best friend
06 10 2009
Chellaston
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem