BG sing she is with you she is the angel that sits so near her breath is the breeze her eyes the sky her smile the sun that dries the rains she needs no tears to feel your pain sing her favorite song each day
BG in return make love…………not war make kind……… not nasty make care, concern & fair ………………not pain, sorrow & despair all should could would understand yet some will never grasp move on move away for they live in the past of hostility of bitterment swallowing their days while we pick flowers and
BG what is the reason yesterday’s wisdom didn’t leave the room stayed undisclosed on the shelf life’s happenings tucked in the safety of a drawer stored for another day’s view poetic lines didn’t fall this time rather words short sharp & curt expressing
BG quack quack quack quack all it takes admitting a mistake no excuses do due to an unfortunate exchange loss with pain reality remains uncertainty gains
BG missing you for Monika………….. the tug at my heart bore a small hole couldn’t find the plug to control the weeping seeping had no pain had no shield to avoid
