Has anyone heard from the woman of words and winsome ways? I haven’t heard from or about her for days She’s the one who made six in the morning not seem too rough And climbing out of bed didn’t seem quite as tough
Has anyone spoken to the lady who made me smile although it hurt? She’s the one that made my personality seem not so curt When we conversed it was as if a bird was home resting in his nest And each of us was each other’s guest
Has anyone laid eyes on a lady who glows in the dark like the moon? And makes the end of every evening sadly come too soon It’s strange but not hearing from her is like a cup without some tea And the only thing I’m petrified of is she might not give a damn about me
because i don't know what happened to her maybe some of you do but last i heard is we were working sort of together and it was working out...sister and brother...now i'm an only child again
Enjoyed the poem, so sorry for having not seen a lady who "glows in the dark like the moon" and makes you feel the way you do: perhaps we could help you if you would only give us glimpses of her personality or mention one of her writings. Sometimes willingness to help is all that one can offer and sympathy! Do not worry!
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