May 11, 2013

grim me up north

cold
wet
rainy
chilly
miserable
even
a
bit fed up
       Anyway how are you love hearing from people l am a bit like this at present late nite last evening
Honesty is important and it doesn’t mean l am permanently in this sate of mind l am off now to grab a coffee and chat with a friend.
Level 5 from the book why am l afraid to tell you how l am?   Looks like l am not..How are you?

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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"