Day: Oct 10, 2015

The same of me

I wish to live despite my love has died

And I have no-one but a cat to feed and stroke.

In memory my love will long abide

Though as I write I feel my spring has broke.

My grammar and my spelling are perverse

I used to make religion out of  these.

But  now I feel that life is getting worse.

As if my heart’s been stung by monstrous bees

In such a state my words may get confused

My sentences are senseless as they’re writ

And as for syntax, it is now abused

As round this room the ghosts of lovers flit.

My grammar is not perfect yet it  be

Sad I can say just   the same of me

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Harass and intrude

The day is passing as our days must do

The sun  shines on the holly  berries bright

Soon it will be time for me and you.

We must accept the dying of the light.

To fight is not what nature needs

Surrender is the  better way to go.

The cat lies hidden in the thickest  weeds.

For they have knowledge we folk do not know

At times in life, we fight so many foes

Threats and needs harass  and intrude

And as we age we observe highs and lows

In our free time, we suffer and we brood.

Consciousness gives rise to  anguished hearts

Yet into death we go and thought departs

The humor of buying gloves on line

lit up hands

I used to have some  sheepskin mittens  years ago and as I do have cold hands I wondered whether to buy another pai,

They came in  three sizes and next to that was a box that you click on to check the sizes.The only problem was that the measurements it gave  were for bras

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!I don’t know if there is any correlation between the size of  lady’s bosom and  her hand size.If there is I have never hears it mentioned.So  no doubt I shall wait until I feel ok to go shopping in a real shop.

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