“Roses are red, Violets are blue
You are my darling
And I love you.”

I was lying on the bed and,
This is what I wrote my dear
While sailing in the ‘Boat of Love’ with fear.
I feared the crowd and I feared my heart
But I told myself “Buck up! You are brave and smart”

Holding your hand in a crowd,
Made my pumping machine pump so loud.
Such was the condition of my heart
If you had...