Dear Cupid,
I wanted to thank you, I couldn’t resist,
Some don’t believe, but I know you exist.
You first chose a man, and then took a shot.
Your aim was right on, in his heart it caught.
He then was star struck and in love he fell,
With me of all people. What a story to tell.
He's handsome and charming, one of a kind
He’s just what I wanted you read my mind.
It’s been 3 great years and much more to come,
To you I must owe a very large sum.
I’ll try to be the best wife that I can,
Cupid, you rock! Dude, you’re the man.
Love, Karen
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1 comment:
Cute poem! Did you write that? I envy you... I wish I could write a poem.
I'm sad that we are moving again too! We'll be back... but that really is stinky timing! It doesn't help my client(el?). I can take them just a month early!? We leave the second week in April. I can't believe she will be 1 in May!
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