My Pleasure
My Pleasure
I had never thought of the end
Meeting such a lovely friend
A treasure to my heart
Got me at the start
You got my heart grating
But was never hating
The love that flows
Is like the wind that blows
It was a call from destiny
We may tremble and fly off
Just like a swarm of bees
By : Ibrahim Ayishetu
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