WHEN HE COMES AROUND

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           When he comes around.



      There will be, a better life for me.

      A life where I can be worry-free.

      A life where I can be, as happy as a bee near a flower.

      A life and a love, that will never go sour.

      A life and a love, that will keep growing hour after

      hour after hour.

      A life and a love, where I can finally have some power.

            

           When he comes around.



A love that will keep going and going day after day after day.

A love like a person, rowing and rowing and rowing across

a lake.

A love with a man who is all knowing.

A love like a person, sewing, sewing, and sewing.

A love like a person, mowing and mowing and moving across

a lawn of grass.

A love like the dew in the dawn of a bright, new, day.

A love that will be all new.

A love that will be more than just OK.

A love that will make everybody say hey.

A love that will make everybody say no way.



           When he comes around.



   A love that will grow like grass.

   A love that wlll grow like a weed.

   A love that will get strong after a start from a tiny seed.

   A love that we both really need.

   A love that will get us both through the rain of our lives.

   A love that will get us through the tain of our lives.

  

                When he comes around.



   A love that will be different from the loves of our past.  

   A love that will be as strong as a cast.

   A love that will be as strong and as high up as a mast.

   A love that will last and last and last.    



   A love that will not be a mistake.

   A love that will be as deep as a lake.

   A love that will be as rich as a chocolate cheesecake.

   A love where I will never have to say play.



              When he comes around.



   A love that will be as wide as an ocean.

   A love that will have plenty of motion.

   A love that will be as smooth as skin with lotion.

   A love that will be as loud as a din.

   A love that for me, will be an island in the middle of a rough sea.

   A love that all will be able to see.

   A love that will be more exciting than a mall.

   A love that is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

   A love that will be solid and tough.



              When he comes around.



    He will wipe away every tear I have.

    When I cry, he will ask why, and be there for me.  

    When he is near, he will help me with every fear I have.

    My life, he will help me to steer.

    He will be such a dear.

                          

             When he comes around.  



           The lost love of my life, I will have found.

           A man whom wants me as his wife.

           I will make a joyful sound.

           I will not longer bawl.

           When my name, I hear him call.

           When I hear my name.

           I know things will never be the same.

           I know the love game, will be over.

           He will fit me as solid as a glove.



           When he comes around.

          

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was started with my dad's simple statement:
"When he comes around, have him give me a call."
I am not gay or anything.

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