You may think that I don't luv you
but you would be wrong,
for your poetry
for me
is my hearts sweet song.
You may think
that I don't care
or that I can't see you there,
YOU may think;I think you stink
but...
you'd be WRONG there!
I love you so very much
you make this old heart fly
why I can even walk on rainbows
with your poems to spy.
So...
write for me
and never stop...
keep on going till you drop,
and I will read with such a willing eye,
and indeed I love you,yes it's really true ,
and will do ....till... I die.
P.s.photo is of me and my 1st cousin Barbara I am in the yellow shirt .
This bears the dews of life that makes the womb of humankind healthy.
Thank You for watering the tree of love in the garden of my heart.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love Tinka
Our's Is To Do Or Die_
Our's Not Cry_
Our's Is To Forever Try, Never To Deny_
What Poet Write's Is (Insight)Plight_
Our's Is Not To Reason Why!
TRASK
G'day down there in Ozzie Land! Thank you for writing such a beautiful and heartfelt poem; I love this! And I love the pic and the artwork you did; very creative! Happy holidays to you, too! With much love, your friend in the States, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D Love you, too, Kay!
i'll keep writin if you keep readin and ratin 'em LOL
thank you--this is special!
happy holidays to you and yours,
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
and i love you, too **kotc**
I will keep trying till I get it right!!!
(I am tearing my hair out,how do all you brainy people do it?)
Why am I such a dunce!!!I hate being so dumb!
I love you!!!!!!
Jack
styles;-)!
Love ya! SM00000oooooo000000ooooooo000000ooooooo00000000000000000CH!
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