She says that she is the perfect catch and this I do believe.
Her height is glorious but is she above me?
My Juliet but I am not her Romeo,
Alas, I do despair,
I take my grief to God above and after many please I cried out,
Your will O Lord be done.
Indeed it was done as she took his hand as I watched the tide,
I knew the lie I told my heart that I was merrily glad.
K.Oni
Saturday 4 September 2021
She says that she is the perfect catch
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