May 14, 2019


Sometimes l don`t know why...imagine a phone booth near Sefton park,  A 59 ?
My health not good but Corsa driving towards me..bringing a person of hope...

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No more.....

  No more will you explode with the footie news. No more will you hold close your grandchildren. No more will you makes us envious at the me...

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"