in a Symetrelle poem. |
** Image ID #2074108 Unavailable ** The stars in Heaven can see you give to me and I give to you a love that will always be so true. When we graduate from kindergarten class, you will bake cookies, and I will mow the grass. As we work together, not a day will pass when our love is not as clear as crystal glass. I can't imagine me without you! Together we will work our way through, the stars in Heaven can see. Notes on the Symetrelle form of Poetry ▶︎ |