Am pleased to thee,
The joy I feel within.
A crafty golden heart,
Brighten the blurring path.
Pinching glitchy scars,
That shrouds my witty life.
Bewitching mystical paints,
That evaluate my future in despairs.
Peers! My heart glitters,
With a stable meter.
Am shackled with your enduring love,
Your bracing heart.
Forever, you are my dearly father.
I love you

© dgreat_ken