Then we can celebrate your June birthday,
I’m counting the tear drops now,
Anticipating the six months nightly chats,
Two to three hours each,one hundred and eighty days by two,
Three hundred hours,
I will he cool then,
You’ll come for a month,
Then I’ll drive you home,
Or I’ll visit with you and we’ll see Savania,
No here,
I want her to see my progress,
Our garden,
Lake Superior,
Ashland County,
The lake I want my ashes in,
Where Ellen,mom and dad are,
Mostly hold her hand,
Believing in silence she will not leave me,
Seeing her for Christmas,
To far in time to imagine,
Finishing my book start of a series,
Getting pupblished,
Neither fiction or fantasy,
I hear Sophie,
My grey calioco,
When she crys I miss Sherry more,
Just now she ‘Sherry’s’ resting in her bed,
In my front room,
Two days hence she will drive away,
Then once more I will be as obefore ast July I was,
Lost and alone,
I never was asked to marry,
Never told she wanted to take my name,
Even though her sister that hate her,
Think Mason/Heike better then just Heike,
We Americans have become disalluted(means lied to by bias) from love is forever,
Sad very sad,
People should be open to new events,
New people,
Stop comparing,
I’m not my five times at the gate,
Narcississitic half sister,
I’m the Caretaking falsely accused daughter,
Who loves only one girl,
Her names Sherry.
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