Farewell Angel
By Gunslinger
I somehow can identify, With your need to flee... On more than one occasion- Has the urge come over me. But there are those who need you, In you they’ve found a stay, A smile, and word of kindness To lighten up their day. A chiding quip, or comment- Eliciting a smile... And giving them the courage, To press on for awhile. Perhaps a mystic princess- To add spice to their plate. I beg you reconsider- Before it is too late. Perhaps it is the wording- Of your writing which inspires- Or your seeming, boundless vigor Does lift the one who tires. So if, and when, you spread your wings- To on your journey go- Remember, mortals love you- On this ball of mud below. Written February 4th, 2002 © on Feb 03 2002 04:48 PM PST, John R. Yaws 0 • 10
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