A rEd ReD rOsE

My luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
My luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still, my Dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry

Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

very nice 7naaaaan !!
thx for that words .... that is really amazing
i wish you more success

pioshaaa

did you wrote it ?

hhhhhhhh yes i did but though it's not very good but that dosn't matter thae matter is that i tried right?

NoOoOo .. it's soo coool really it's wonderful
i wish you a goood healthy

pioshaa

thx babe ur da best

its a cool poem put truly i didn't understand some wards what luve means ??

and 4 u heno its' realy a nice try ... its marvulas as reema said

hhhhhhhhhh thanks

luve=love
hhhhhhhhhhhhhh

thank majd i'f glad u loved it

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