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A poem I wrote about this girl to whom I quoted many lines to from Romeo and Juliet |
There is this friend of mine I met And I say that with glee Her nickname is Juliet But her first name is Kirrily I met her one weekend When at an important event My help I thought I could lend After which, me, I was hoping she would not resent When I first saw her face By beauty I was struck Even now when my thoughts I retrace I can see meeting her was more then just luck As I got to know her more More greatly was I amazed Her inner beauty was phenomenal, I saw And from fear I was not fazed Trying to get her to dance A task that was hard to do And setting her up for some romance With a guy she was attracted to Trying to calm her fears And get her to meet the guy Pictures this gave me almost brought me to tears But to create joy and a good night, did I still try Regardless of my past I still held out hope That maybe she would be different, That maybe from this I wouldn't need an escape rope. Gladly was I wrong As I came to find out My time with her wasn't long But that I would meet her again, I had no doubt Shining greater than any star With more beauty than anything in the world Though she lives away from me, so far Forever I will be glad that fate decided our paths to meld How long will I know her? That I do not know But that I will always remember her Is something that will always be so So much has she enriched my life Has given it so much wealth I don't want to see her going through strife But to see her always in good health So now I come to end of this tale-sea And only wish you could've met The one known as Kirrily That I also call "My Juliet" |