Timothy Heaton - First Fight

The thunder rolls, the lightning strikes;
My Peach and I had our first fight,
How can I fix this awful plight,
And make sure everything's alright?
I'll beg and plead with all my might,
That she will let me make things right!
I long to see her smiling bright,
When she forgives my oversight.
That will change the dark to light,
And make all blackness turn to white,
And save me from this lasting night!
So please, my dear, will you tonight,
Forgive so love may reignite?

Timothy Heaton

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