Hand me the bitter grape of wrath,
If it be the truth
The turn at sin I had my lass
Where tremors in my youth
The ashes have long since cooled
You carry them in vain
Booth you and I were fooled
I know it caused you pain
If it please your heart to see
To assuage your hurt and pride
Give me the cup of bitter tea
Your wishes I abide
Do not feel pain on my behalf
It would not be a Bain
Just cause your friends to laugh
They’d think you gone insane!
15/08/2007
Excellently bitter!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Be safe,
Karen
I feel your heart and hearts desires!
in mere words chosen! and softly expressed!
Very well done!
WArmly, Warrior Purple Lady SG
STay Positive!
STay SAFE!