Posted on May 14, 2017
Loneliness, the word’s not strong enough
For widows and their masculine counterparts.
Ripped in half, that’s more the phrase; like, tough.
No arms left now, that never will rebuff.
No eager lips which whispering love impart
Loneliness, the word’s not strong enough
People say, of course, the going’s rough
The coming’s gone and nothing shall gestate
Ripped in half, that’s more the phrase; like, tough.
Never more to share cartoons and laughs.
Never more to be a chosen mate
Loneliness, the word’s not wrong enough.
Did we know the heart of what we had?
Did we learn the art of love. of fate?
Ripped in half, that’s more the phrase; like, tough.
You have gone and closed now is the gate
In a mad ball, I dance with love and hate
Loneliness, the word’s not strong enough!
Ripped in half, that’s more the phrase; like, tough.
How my heart sings 
Thanks for sharing this. Can you follow my blog. Let me know.
I think I have followed your. Blog.
Check your list ?
Would you mind leaving this for a while because I have just got some new glasses which I hope will be better because I’m finding it almost impossible to use the computer. I thought that I had followed it but I will have another loop when I’ve got used to these new glasses in the meantime it’s not a very good idea to see if asking someone over and over again although I know that if you are new you want to get some people interested in your blog I am a very old person so may I might not be the sort of person you want to follow
Ok . Let’s follow each other. Anita