Last night I promised you a poem
So now read this and think of me
And you might not have believed my words
But can now these feelings on paper see
It all started at registration
When you came in all dressed in pink
I nearly felt of my chain right then
Cause at the sight of my heart started to sink.
(Just don’t ask why, O.K?)
Yesterday was lots of fun
I enjoy walking with you through town;
Even though I talked too much
And continuously acted like a clown.
But this is because you intrigue me
As its not often I meet a girl I admire
A girl who knows what she wants
And from responsibility never tire.
This poem is starting to sound real weird
And that’s like my feeling towards you too
And my heart is going wild
Because I know I like you!
Milton Louw is not just a watchdog — he’s Namibia’s digital storyteller, making sure every citizen knows they matter, and every story gets heard.
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