The way I have loved you,

Oreos and cream,So what?I like to writeOn petals tooAnd if you couldWhy shouldn’t you?I like to thinkThat All are good,And just a littleMisunderstood,I love to think,That Love exists,Never behindSomeone’s closed fist,I like to dreamOf you and me,Though that has beenMy unaccomplished,Symphony.

Of all things beyond the stars,It’s what fills your life, by far,It’s what makes you what you are.

To live in a NationWith Freedom, so far.To be able to move,Think out, our best dreams,To live in a country whereLiberty streams!Do we really knowHow to keep our luck?And not forsake it,By ignorant speechGet duped and get stuck,Remember this,And remember it wellOnce you lose FreedomIt never comes back!So do whatever you mustA Country like this…

Poetry can do this,Sometimes, with just one rhyme.

Sometimes it comes,So naturally,Encircling motion,Reaching the Crest,Of what in Life,Is the very Best.Of All emotions,Love is Supreme,Romantic notions,Like in a Dream,Angeles transport you,Beyond this Earth,As Love envelopes,Your soul’s first birth.

Shining its immortal Light,Taking us to Human Heights.