Wild Me Poem by Haustean Straussfield
Wild Me
Quietly bending my pride,
for you to become my bride
so as to have a smooth ride
till a child comes our way.
Take this not as dried
or too crunchy fried.
But rather be mild,
and see me as wild
with no where to hide
trying to pass the tide
created by your dad...
Friday, December 14, 2012
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