Beauty that caught my Heart's eye

There was this girl

Two Years my subordinate,

But I would never call her that,

Instead, I'd like to call her my wife,

But Stephanie is her's by birth,

Where'd she wander to when I left?

I hope she accepts one day, I did not leave our school

To spite her, rather another woman,

Whom some may call my mother

Forbid me, yet I still fought to locate her,

My mother then began to change, I guess to her alternate self

Or perhaps her True Self.

But at last I did find my wife, whom I has driven past daily without ever

  even knowing....

So I sent my carrier pigeon, and he has yet to return with her hand

  in Marriage.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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