Love Poem: There's a
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Written by: Andres Luis Bigote

There's a

House that sits somewhere in France
A chalet on a lake
It only has one occupant
He waits there for her sake 
He knows he may not ever see
A day when she'll be there
But still he picks her fresh bouquets,
There's lilacs everywhere!
He decorated boho style
Or tried to anyway 
His efforts were 'endearing'
I'm sure that's what she'd say 
And from the morning sunrise 
Straight through until sunset
He looks across the ocean
To see if she's come yet
The moment of a lifetime 
The day his dream comes true 
Will be the day his Bluebird lands
Her flight's long overdue