Thursday, January 29, 2009

My Valentine for Char

Charlotta be my Valentine
you mean the world to me.

Although we met and started late
our love was ment to be.

The gods smiled at Oktoberfest
the rest was up to fate

Before we met I walked alone
no one to share my days

My children were without a mom
they watched my heathen ways

Without a flinch you took us on
more pain than most have known

You tamed us all with patient love
we would have vexed a stone

together we will soar above
a life thats plain, you'll see

Charlotta be my Valentine
you mean the world to me

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