Now I'm over you,no more emails to read,phone calls to make,letters to send.No more coffee to stir and pictures to frame.I'm really over you.
I am free,so free,I can lie on the beach,not thingking to share the shade when we chill,no more bonfires to start,when we camp on the hill.
No more pillows to throw when we start with our fights.And YET,
when I think of the kiss when we make up with bliss,and the hugs that we give to each other's embrace,then I know I'm not over you.
hi Vilma,
I have really enjoyed reading your
poetry today. Some nice writing.
Keep up the good work. That's an Aries trait
shining through. Makes me happy to know your a
sister Aries.
Heather