A new year

This year has been,
A long year for all,
But it’s about to come,
To an end,
And there are only stories,
Left in the dust.

Where to begin the story,
Of the year 2009,
It was the year you became mine,
Damn you are so fine,
It was one year of a kind,
You weren’t easy to find.

There are many stories out there,
But right now,
Mine is the best,
It is the story of love,
A true love,
That is indeed.

Where to begin the story,
Of the year 2009,
It was the year you became mine,
Damn you are so fine,
It was one year of a kind,
You weren’t easy to find.

It was the year,
I found my true love,
He wipes away my tear,
As it falls from my eye,
He’s my one true love.

Where to begin the story,
Of the year 2009,
It was the year you became mine,
Damn you are so fine,
It was one year of a kind,
You weren’t easy to find.

© Becky Baillargeon 2009