Strange

I find it wondrously strange
that in your presence I feel slightly awed at times.
I find it wondrous strange,
that in your eyes,
My soul begins to change.

And is not a wondrous thing,
That you cause my heart to sing?

And is not a glorious thing
that now my heart begins to rise?

And is not a curious thing
that you cause me to make these little rhymes?

by Charles Grifor 


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