A Road that leads to the love of my Life. 


Through the field,and past the woods.
Hat as shield, and with my goods.
Looking for a bield,Can’t up my hoods.
Rice about to yield,sun is in the woods.
Windmills are reel’d, Can’t tie my goods.
Emotions about to wield, Why and how?
Because I road that leads to love.

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