Fuel for Happiness

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This poem is dedicated to my husband.

When you don’t kiss me in the morning,

The world becomes so dull, annoying.

The coffee tastes no longer sweet,

My inspiration – obsolete.

A kiss you give me, a caress

They are my fuel for happiness,

So don’t deny this precious gift,

Proceed to give my soul a lift.

I’m far from perfect, that I know

I often have no clue to show

My feelings, I can be so boring

When you don’t kiss me in the morning.

Happy Birthday, My King!

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