Comfort Respect Repose WIth 12 Roses

A love Poem From Me To You

I travelled the world on route eighty eight

It was fun watching time fly by

as our speed hit one hundred and five

It wasn't a place for mice nor men

I wouldn't want to go back there again

I had a sweet gal by my side

She had that gleam in her eye

The kind that made me smile

All day long even into the night

and maybe we got into a pillow fight

You would think at our ages

A pillow fight would be out of the case

She would rather hit me with a can of mace

I would say what the heck I'm not going any place

So maybe I will give her a good chase

She thought she was done with me 

and my good loving

But at one time she said I'm no good

But then she also said I'm good for something

Comfort respect repose with 12 roses