Another day draws to a close.
I am lying here ready to doze.
But before i close my eyes and sleep.
i have a promise to keep.
That i will write two poems a day.
So that you can never say.
His love for me is on the wain.
He is finding it to big a strain.
Well my love that's just not true.
There is nothing i would not do for you.
And writing poems just for you.
Is something i will always do.
