Carved

A Poem by Zall

Carved

It’s a love heart,

Carved on that wooden tree,

Just for you and me,

Initials carved in a jagged way,

A heart and an arrow surrounding,

Always there for all to see,

You and me,

But they’ll never know,

Who the initials belong to,

Carved on that wooden tree.

Author's Note

Sorry if it's bad.

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I don't think it's bad at all. I actually think it's kind of sweet. Much like young love.

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Added on September 7, 2009

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