Mar 20, 2024

Hi.

Between the first Hello and that last Goodbye.

Hope that the space, between the two is filled with love.




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Waiting for Summer to Hang....

The car drove down the vale of YORK as l headed to a garage looking for Oil change the morning started with long drawn out procedure of tabl...

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"