Blue is your color my Jenn so neat.
And your words for me are oh so sweet,
Please don't forget me as you look down from a star.
The days so long, the nights so far.
God may take you some sweet day,
to be with him so far away.
That's ok with me, for in my dreams I still will see,
that loving eye you tossed at me.
That loving feeling is such a fleeting and powerful emotion that when that "loving eye" is tossed at you, you've gotta grab a catcher's mitt 'cause you don't want to miss it.
Then my own eye caught sight of a "Jenn" down below. So, "Okay, I looked." And would you believe? That Jenn is listed as being in California. Further: She loves blue. Talk about coincidence!
And here just yesterday I was complaining to Walt that I didn't have much time to talk 'cause I was meeting Oprah at the bank to cosign a loan note for her while all the time he was "chasing" in his mind. No wonder he didn't mind me brushing him off. He couldn't see the truth of the situation with all the stars in his eyes.
I feel like such an intruder here. Maybe it's just jealousy on my part 'cause I don't remember ever making a honey cat cry. Does it meow? Is that how it works? I'm new at this. Maybe when I'm a real grown-up I'll understand. For now, I just appreciate Walt letting me share the action from the bleacher seats.
Best wishes to all concerned,
Richard
P.S.
Oh, yeah, nice poem, Walt.
Wow! How cool! Okay I looked...What woman wouldn't...U R after all,so darn good lookin'... Gee Thanks Walt. I mean it. I am all a glow, Awww, this is so sweet, it made my honey cat cry...I wish you every good thing. Love Jen
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Then my own eye caught sight of a "Jenn" down below. So, "Okay, I looked." And would you believe? That Jenn is listed as being in California. Further: She loves blue. Talk about coincidence!
And here just yesterday I was complaining to Walt that I didn't have much time to talk 'cause I was meeting Oprah at the bank to cosign a loan note for her while all the time he was "chasing" in his mind. No wonder he didn't mind me brushing him off. He couldn't see the truth of the situation with all the stars in his eyes.
I feel like such an intruder here. Maybe it's just jealousy on my part 'cause I don't remember ever making a honey cat cry. Does it meow? Is that how it works? I'm new at this. Maybe when I'm a real grown-up I'll understand. For now, I just appreciate Walt letting me share the action from the bleacher seats.
Best wishes to all concerned,
Richard
P.S.
Oh, yeah, nice poem, Walt.
Eileen