When Poem by Roger Lewis
When
Rating: ★5.0
When does the wind
blow my way.
When does love knock at your door.
When does the rain stop pouring
on our lives.
Thieves, knives, wives.
Sunday, September 18, 2016
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Mj Lemon
18 September 2016
Humour and wisdom wrapped tight in metaphor. Great poem, Roger.
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4/19/2024 4:00:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
in Canada the wind never stops blowing just stand where you wish to but delete the wives part will you else she will u sue w/o wives one can't much do as and when well done Canadian read my poem MOM'S SMILES ASK ALL YOUR WIVES LOL 377/500