Living Poem by Chaos . . .
Living
You have to ask yourself
How much life are you going to live?
I met you and said
I can't let this go by
No way
She is so so everything
and I am getting older
When I am dead
I will thank myself
I like this 'Livng'. Spunds like you're in it for the 'long haul'...especially with someone you rather spend 'Living' with. Nice write. Enjoyable to read. L
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5/10/2024 2:15:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I made a typo on 'spunds'... that should be 'sounds. BUT I liked 'spunds'...I have no clue what that means although it sounds good! I'm in a 'spunderful' mood!