Ten in the making

and ten passed by.

Tenth one third,

and ten to ten.

I’ve never been in love,

and I’ve never met an angel.

But ten passed ten,

that all changed.

I met an angel,

and I fell in love with her.

Ten times ten,

and the tenth of July.

Ten more waiting,

and the fourteenth of July.

Until ten times ten,

I’ll die in love.

Next to my angel

of ten.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

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