A stranger to make you smile

Don’t know why I came, and where I will go.

Would be a real help; if you told me the way.

Happy to be here; and on I sow

as I move on the road, just with your say.

Stranger, when I move on, know this of me:

I was not lost for the first time.

I was a stranger just to make your day,

A man who plays with the rhyme.


I am happy to see; the smile on your face,

Stranger, always stay this way.

Now, on I move, kissing you goodbye,

Remember to stay out of the maze.

I won’t be long; but believe me when I say.

Stranger I would love you; wherever I lie.


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This entry was posted on 06/29/2012 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , , .
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