It's Lovely, I Say

Like a river it flows
With a single coy, all alone
Although at times
It acts as wild vines overgrown

It's been with you forever
But it's only been a few years with me
Your parents may dislike it
But your friends disagree

Somesay it's average
Somesay it's odd
But I am not some
And I say it's lovely


(this poem is not finished)