Its a long way to come
to win my heart
I do not know if you still wish to fly
maybe you are still not free or you have changed your mind
does not matter now
I have moved on
and life has to go on
the winter is setting in and I shall be kept cosy and my body will be warm
All Rights Reserved Rosie Fielding2011
It a pends ...........yet nice.
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ReplyDeletesomeone is teasing you?
ReplyDeletethank you
ReplyDeleteThe seasons change and time moves on....everything returns.
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ReplyDeleteThankyou all for the very inspiring comments on this poem, very interesting ones too I may say!
Lucky? Yet, real Lucky!!!
ReplyDeleteSome day bad luck is all you got
I'm use to that
Have a good one
Later
Your poem give me a bit a sad feeling. I hope that he will fly and that he will keep you warm. And if he doesn't.,
ReplyDeletelook with a new Eye for another man:)) hugs, Menno
Nice one :-))
ReplyDeleteJust jump in and stop me any time you want
ReplyDeleteI was there
Trust me
It was brutal
Peace
Reading the heading made me think of the song..its a long way to tickle Mary- its a long way to go :--)
ReplyDelete~*~*~ You just never know....when it comes to Love ~*~*~*~
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