I'll just bet that hardly anyone who meets you will ever forget you. As for coming back, the Gods seem to be fickle sometimes and we have to wait to see.
My problem seems to be that the people I would just as soon forget come back and haunt me at every opportunity. It's nice to read about a longing for connection and someone's hopeful return.
Wait.....this is just a poem, right? You're not actually going anywhere, are you?
ReplyDeleteNot me, Erica. Someone else.
ReplyDeleteI'll just bet that hardly anyone who meets you will ever forget you. As for coming back, the Gods seem to be fickle sometimes and we have to wait to see.
ReplyDeleteLarry - ...and, being patient can be difficult. sigh.
ReplyDeleteMy problem seems to be that the people I would just as soon forget come back and haunt me at every opportunity. It's nice to read about a longing for connection and someone's hopeful return.
ReplyDeleteI was here yesterday and back today. Does that count?
ReplyDeleteWill.
ReplyDeletePromise.
Though you are not
Speaking to me...
Winston
http://nobodyasked.com
sigh. . why is it that when the leaves go, so do they?
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