I wish I knew an angel with a warm and tender soul.
One to send Uriah so his heart could then feel whole.
He's such a sweet romantic and he knows just what to say.
I can't believe that ''Mrs. Right'' has never come his way.
It hurts to feel his lonliness and truly feel his need.
To find a woman for this man would be so great indeed.
His tenderness could soften the heart of any beast.
Let's get a thousand women to prepare a lovely feast.
He is the guest of honor and I hope you'll all attend.
Let's find this man an angel to be with him til the end.
Mary, I'm sure I don't deserve this poem, but thanks for the kind thought. I think loneliness is my mistress, I don't know if I could write otherwise.
Let's have a Histrionics Party. Only way to succeed. I will be the middleman. H
Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Oh Yes! A must! Lets hear it for Uriah! Sincerely Ernestine
Wow Mary, that was nice. If I could only be so lucky. Thank You. Rickie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
she's out there somewhere, no doubt! Jake