The grass
Is always
Greener
On the other side
And Love
Is just
One blade
In the middle.
Part ll
Why is Love so hard
To get along with
When we feel alone
In a world of grass ?
Later Love
My luck
I will probably
Be looking
The other way
On the other side
When Love is looking at me
Later Love
My luck
yes yes
yes yes yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm Glad you liked it
I didn't see you till now.
I was somewhere else that weekend.
But it's all good.
Maybe I'll write about that grass again.
KS