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The Web Poetry Corner - Mark Ian Martin - Our Tomorrow

Our Tomorrow

by

Mark Ian Martin



Moving down the isle
Virginal in white
Its is my day in every way
What a precious site

I reach the top, there he stands
So pure my man of steel
Can this be happening to me?
This just don't feel real

Looking into each others eyes
We thought we knew but no
As from this moment our precious time
The love in us shall grow

To look forward and never back
Is all we ask not sorrow?
For we are here, to stay for life
This is our tomorrow

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