Without love and acts of kindness
I’d probably curl up and die,
Without joy, or bubbly happiness,
I would sit all day and only cry.
But I can snap my fingers,
Dance to a tune in my head.
The scent of Jonna lovingly lingers
As she reluctantly quits our warm bed…
I have the love, the romance,
Often, it’s indescribable,
We took a chance,
And the results are remarkable.
Sure, they’re the odd moments,
When fear comes across
Tears, sad sentiments,
Are like – nothing but slippery moss.
Together, we stand together,
Beneficial resources close to hand.
Sometimes with Google, a family member
There’s always an actionable plan.
Published on January 09, 2018
Love Doesn’t Age. ...
She said, René Would you like to stay- the night? I’ve such a greedy appetite.