Narrated by Val Cole
POEM:
My love, I was just praying when the Holy Spirit put you in my mind; did I ever tell you that you are stupid fine!?
I was envisioning us playing in the snow, please my love; don’t forget to bring that special glow!
We would now have snowball fights, but I promise not to aim at your Spirit -filled eyes!
We would now slide down the hill in our sled, we would pretend it to be our bed!
You begin to get cold, so we start to go home,
Our apartment is intermate and warm, I would now close the door and score!
Mrs.Q, you do know this is for you right?
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