Love Useless emotion

April to today June 10th, Gone, She still thinks me compairing a friends narcississ brother to my satanic sister.is me talking about her family, Wanting to buy the DVD’s I bought of loved movies for her, How petty, I loved sharing my love of movies with her, Her sisters are walking talking rotting death, Just

Love is strong in most mothers.

I have a Gay friend he and his partner wanted to wed. Bill and Otter one of first to wed in Iowa. They wanted so to be mom and dads. After much jibber jabbering they were allowed to be.foster parents. Still no child of their owns.We all want families.We all should have families. Mine mostly

Prayer to one not met

I sit and think, A silent tea excapes my right eyw, I make plans with a being not yet met, A fellow who misses those that abandoned him, I’m like her or him l miss those I gave my heart to, They left me, This rhelm silent tears I know them well, I see me

Words of advice

Love, Love long, Love Loud! Love well, Love true, Give openly, Trust sun will always fill the sky, Your worth does not coincide with anyone in or out of your space. Love hard, Love long, Others harsh ends are of their makings not yours, Never worry she will break your heart, Aways know one your

Sophie

So sweet except when not, Agitated still a cudde bug, Just now three cat sand me resting, Mr.Back next to me, Miss Emily on other side, Sophie on top, Cats in our house have a good life, Sophie gets fixed May 3rd, I will miss jumpy Sophy, A litte, Sophie’s mom and sister are sweet,

Blaa,Blaa,Blaa,

One night we sat watching, The two of us a trilogy, Cute and cuddy us two, Five furballs romped, Blaa,Blaa,Blaa, Dreams we had, Dreams we made, Plans not in stone, Plans created in tomorrows, Plans made in soon, Love we had, Love we have, Me in Iowa, She now in Georgia, So many times, Loved

Bill ‘s

Independence,Iowa, Eight miles from Wolfies , Great bar, Great pizza, One room full of warm feelings of the gone pass, The room has a hanging bike from the nineteen fifties, Can not think of bikes name, Its red, Photoes of a different, Different time, Very nice pool tables, And for always a loved ones, Smile,

Going home

Georgia bound, I miss her already, Sweet as peches, Southern rose, Draw, It was great being two, Now soon to be one, Tears run from my eyes, I will count the days, Longing for her kiss upon my lips, Her hand in mine, Watching a movie will return to cat upon my lap, Behind my

Bits and pieces

Love her to bits and pieces, Hearing is impossibe down the hall, Like Upstairs Downstairs, Across a room, Up a tree, Down in the cellar, Riding on the moon, A a Rockerfellers dinning table, From one end if a trailer to the tother, Whether French or Spanish, All this sixty-three year old, Me hears is

Never sled,

Georgia girl, Never sled, Nor drove a car in snow and ice, Georgia peach, Georgia girl, I said what we need is a tobogon, Sherry my love says’A hat,’ No love says I, A tobogon is a down on the ground, Sled made of wood looks like a wooden candy cane! Now as I recall,