Maybe Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Maybe



Forty Words:

His darling went aroaming
Waving a casual goodbye.
How the teardrops were flowing
Twas impossible not to cry.

He's such a kindly fellow
With generosity galore,
So one night if the moon is mellow
Sweet love maybe theirs once more.

Saturday, February 5, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: goodbye
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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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