A lover, a heart, full of care, A flame, that burns bright and fair. With each smile, a joy untold, A lover, a treasure, worth more than gold.
By Poemsabout a year ago in Poets
A hangnail, a small, yet painful woe, A tiny tear, that refuses to go. With each tug, a sting that grows, A hangnail, a nuisance, that everyone knows.