Saturday, May 23, 2009

Fonzzie

Might i add


we are acustomed to meeting


time and time again


ever so fond, like a bird to a tree


comming and going


ever so knit


unable to co-exist without the other


never staying never leaving


always careing

a bond ever so sick


when all is not well

and your not around

i hope the wind blows you back

when your here i hope you stay

so sick to see you leave

so sick to let you go

after all its just nature




- Kevin



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