Love that Hayley
girl....a lot.
One may suggest her looks are
hot.
One may suggest,
like Santa Claus,
one longs to see her,
with good cause.
But unlike Santa,
one must pray
to see her more
than just one day
in any year. A
hundred times
is not enough.
These Hayley rhymes
evolve from wondrous
Hayley thoughts.
Attempting to
distill the quarts
of liquid happiness
that flows
after meeting her.
It shows
that Hayley is
a sweety. True.
She has a certain charm
that few
can match, and even
fewer beat.
Indeed, to try
is quite a feat.
Better to give up
and grin,
and let our lovely
Hayley win.
And watch her laugh.
And watch her shine.
And look upon
this very fine
lass of dreams
and smiles and such.
Love that Hayley
girl....so much !!