I will be with you always, Your air, your sun, your rain. I will think about you always You have found a way
Why did I meet you? Was this meant to be or was this simply by choice? I tremble within when you call my name, when
I have been hurt too many times Been questioning my being. Until you came along, my love Opened my eyes, brought life and meaning. The
This poem was written in 2005.
You aren’t my friend; you aren’t my foe You aren’t my lover anymore. A friend is the one who’s always there ready to give a
In a glass of wine, I drown my pain A glass of wine helps me numb my soul. Sip after sip of dry chardonnay Soothes