In her name…

In the middle of life’s unfair game,
He sees a poem in her beautiful name!
Thinking about her cheerful cheeks,
Sprouting smile from gentle lips,
In the dark, he walks down the lane.
For he has been wounded ever since,
The lonely poor prince,
Use to think his living to be lame.
But now comes across his princess,
Breaking all his painful fences,
Adding beauty to his senses,
An artistic… and musical sugarcane!

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