My Love-Dove walks,
Her sparrows talks.
Oh! An added “s”!
For sure! I’ve got to rhyme
With happy-ness!
My Love-dove smiles;
I smile, too.
Through thousands—miles—
Our love shines through!
My Love-Dove walks,
Her sparrows talks.
Oh! An added “s”!
For sure! I’ve got to rhyme
With happy-ness!
My Love-dove smiles;
I smile, too.
Through thousands—miles—
Our love shines through!