Can anyone count, using numerals, how much I love her, I doubt it. Surprisingly, would anyone come close, let me think about it. We are two pieces in life's puzzle, when we connect there's a complete design. Sometimes she and I will attach to an innocent nursery rhyme. While completing one another sentences, however, we never cross the line. We step forward to lead the way, before tickling the sands of time. Jokingly, we were found guilty of changing streetlights into shower heads. Tiny elves will get soaked before they retire and go to bed. We then orchestrate what's left from of lively music, with a zigzag notes written for an unpopular tune. So we imitate the classics, I am Jake she's Jell, sometimes we roll up the hill. The classic begins with Jack and Jill. Nevertheless, we are having fun with tired intentions, we refuse to run. We're creating a fairy Tale, don't you get it. Nothing it seems is off limits. Except a dentist appointment with the painful sounds of grilling. We hope you enjoy, this fairy tale was created, only because we were willing.
© Daniel Mason