Be gentle to herA Poem by Maple EllenLove maybe love. But do not force it.
Do you not see that she is royalty?
Her brow is laid with gold So let her grow Let the mind expand with her soul Do not force her open She will bloom in her season toll If you wait for her She will let you be so bold © 2017 Maple Ellen |
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