The poem below was written when I was in my first year in high school. This particular poem has a sequel that will be feature in the next post. This was started primarily because of a favor for a friend.
In Bended Knee
Come with me, let's go away
Take my hand, I will show the way
I made this day special for you
Ther's not that much that you should do
There's something inside that I longed to say
Hear me out, and please, just stay
Take my hand and come with me
Because I'll finally it, in bended knee
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