I'd give..
Lots of love,
And so much more,
I had..
Lots of fun,
And no more bore.
I want..
Lots of achievements,
It's the reason I live for,
There are..
Lots of places,
I wish to explore,
I'll cherish..
Lots of memories,
There are to restore,
If there are..
Lots of obstacles,
I'll just ignore,
Forever..
Lots of goals,
I'd like to score,
As priority..
Lots of relative,
For sure I'll adore,
I like..
Lots of fruit,
But I love the core,
I listen..
Lots of songs,
I'd prefer the nightcore,
I'll collect..
Lots of shells,
I found at shore,
It seems..
Lots of luck,
Come back at door,
I have..
Lots of strength,
But not like Thor,
I hate..
Lots of worries,
Till my tears pour,
Yet I dropped..
Lots of tears,
That my eyes are sore.
Still..
Lots of things there is to tell,
Guess I'll stop before I spit out more.

© dehasley