Alex Messenger

Rookie (Perth, Australia)

Day 13 - Poem by Alex Messenger

I think of her now, I miss her soft touch,
It's only been a day, I know it's not much,
But I miss her so, and I believe as such,
That I need her, like a rabbit needs its hutch

I wish she were here, in my comfy bed
I wish my pillow held her sweet head
And 'cause she's not here, my heart feels like lead
But I can write this, and hope that it's read

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012

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