seems it's a century since you met me, perhaps you may think so venusly.....i fixed what was wrong in your house pay checkly thats where it started us friends you n me.....now crystal she loved her morning coffee if it sat on the ground an was fresh it was free, imagine a dog that was high on caffiene, keep your cup in your hand crystals mean till caffiene.....my best friend she's Jan an her Dave is her man when we spend time together we know where we stand, shared respect.... no demand.....she'll give you the heart thats worn on her sleeve in return nothing asked is true friends she believes,she knows when ur down in your voice she sees frown....thats where good friends will truly always stick around... it's a hug or cheecked kiss that you need Jan she's there, she's your friend to the end always real no pretend!
isnt poetry compromised anyway, its our thoughts and meanings I feel that count which gives us a license to compromise to a certain degree. As long as we enjoy writing it what the hell, I like your stuff because it contains many meanings and thoughts Cheers Rob
dear poet bentlee, true friendship never ends..."we know where we stand, shared respect.... no demand.....she'll give you the heart thats worn on her sleeve in return nothing asked is true friends she believes,..."
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Cheers
Rob
As long as we enjoy writing it what the hell, I like your stuff because it contains many meanings and thoughts
Cheers
Rob
true friendship never ends..."we know where we stand, shared respect.... no demand.....she'll give you the heart thats worn on her sleeve in return nothing asked is true friends she believes,..."
always real no pretend !
sabeel.