Jeffrey

by Ashvielle Czarey   May 26, 2004


June was his birthday,
The most earnest person for me.
Although he looks feeble,
He taught me everything.

From the fact that true love has reasons,
Why it is hard to achieve.
Everytime you try to clutch it by hand,
You'll realize that it darts away.

He who makes my day complete,
The one who elaborates the meaning of life.
He who rules my heart,
The one who really cares for me.

The only guy who aids the pain inside me,
And make the warm sun shine on a cold dawn.
The one who strengthens me when I'm weak,
So gentlemanly, not ordinary!

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