Charles Hice (May 13 2004 / Heaven)

a missing day
a day ahead a day behind but never time to speak of love the ewe must knoe how my love grows in fear of god and love for ewe she feels the senses of the mind and heart the spirit and the fear combine to keep us in the togetherness of being far apart meant this to warm her make her smart not missing her when she makes me see just how much she always love me after all is said and done she feels myh worry like her own we have the wifi love of Roam the certain love of creature and the eerie love of ghost she makes me warm to my own touch she brings me hope before my love is never gone but missing day will always go away when she sends love to me on Friday 27 NPM or all year long my heart is fond of ewe on every day its true never blue but always purple prose