For those of you that don't remember Robin Adams and I have been at war for about 10 months now. It's taken a lot of patience and patient pushing to get her writing since March of 2004. I had almost given up hope then she posts one today and my only response is a tear jerker with a lot of hidden meanings. Take it at face value because Robin and I won't explain the hidden meanings--they're just too painful.

Fly like birds
With the art of words

In another way
I will play

Sent from above
You are my love

When I can’t cope
You are my hope

I grab the ace
And keep the pace

To stop being numb
The time has come

I helped you stand
By holding your hand

When torn apart
I held your heart

I lift the ban
Wondering if I can

Start to rhyme
One more time


I take your words
And make them birds

I flip them around
And they soar around

I show you how it’s done
Knowing you’ll have fun

Once again in your life
You’ve had to fight for life

You’ve survived more than once
With me by your side more than once

I’m here to help take the pain away
But I can only remind you how to play

That’s why I take your words and flip them around
So you can watch them soar around

So you can remember the way
We always used to play
Before any of those rotten days