I don't know why
I comment,
On many poems,
Perhaps to boost up the morale
Instead of making gassy lament
And
that makes the poet elate,
Flat he falls at my feet,
Pick me up I’m so tired
Now comes the strength
You gave me…
I’ m going to have a kicking ride
Friend Loved
Stand by my side…
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Dear Loved,
I always appreciate your comments and ideas. Thank you for being here and being yourself.
always, Cat
Thank you Cat
The credit goes to you,
Ian and Stan ,
who always hold my hand.
And to Jess,
as he gives me a football kick.
to my spirit uplift...
ere ,I be rendered a poet
sick...