To work I am beckoned,
A Saturday night I have reckoned,
Won’t be my first night there,
Only for five or six hours, it seems but a second…
Two hundred quick miles,
Transferring the files,
Took a shower did I with dial,
Wish Rene were with me,
Using all her feminine wiles…
Wish I were heading to the sea,
To speak to mom Nature I would be,
Maybe tomorrow there I can see,
Beckoned now to work I do ultimately be…
© ed ~ 9/23/06
'll see, little nervous about going by myself there too. Oh, well lookingforward to it though, something for a loner to do.
But at least you know you can keep Rufuz fed
Though I am certain you would rather be in bed
With Rene beside you at the old homestead
Take care,
Sherry
susan
Love Tinka
hehehehehe
Xxx dove