Apr 30, 2010

its a bank holiday so expect the bands to be out marching and the weather to be pouring.



the guy in front looks so stereotypical
yet also so proud
l may say every right to be.

l am fretting
going from pillar to post
unsure of the next stage in my life
yet wanting one thing
to hear the voice of a dear friend who off the rader.


there are some people you never forget

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"