UNDER THE GUAVA TREE đźŚ˛

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Silver and gold have I none
I stopped rubbing creams with hydroquinone
Of all profession, my sister chose to be a nun

Searched for a good friend but found none
So, I chose you because you’re a hon
Being with you is both joyous and fun

In your arms I’ve found love and care
I’ll tell you this over and over because all I care
Is to know that I fill your heart with love and cheer

Everytime we sit in that chair
Under the guava tree
Let’s make the world jealous with our love spree
I don’t do anything without your consent; so, if I may ask, “Do you agree?”

© 27th January, 2017 by Noel’s Pen™

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