
Who is the lucky guy
In her little red book, secrets lie,
Thoughts and dreams beneath the sky.
Pages hold whispers, laughter and tears,
A keeper of moments, through days and years.
Her heart in the words, simple and true,
A treasure of stories, just for her view.
In that little red book, the world feels right,
A canvas of memories, day and night.
Each man a phone number, just In waiting
Who will be the next recall sat just waiting
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites



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