If I Were a Poet

If I were a poet

I’d sing you a song -

A song with no end

Of a love with no fail

Of a path we did wind

On this orb we call life.

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If I were a poet,

I’d tell you a tale told long ago

By a bard of days gone by

Of a love pure and well made,

So deep and so firm

In the root of our soul.

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If I were a poet,

I’d know all the cues

To tell you just how fair

I find you to be in all ways.

You are like a rich, red rose,

The like I have not ever seen.

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But I am no poet

Just a mere no fuss sort of gal,

So, here and now, I’ll say it anew:

I’ll love you in this life

I’ll love you in the next, too –

As long as the sun, in the east, will rise.