For my amazing E-Pal Amy! In other words Email Pal!
Summer’2O1O will always be a great memory!
We sat up til dawn writing scripts of explicit scenes;
But our childlike imaginations drew us to a close;
As this could only happen in our sleepless dreams;
Morning dawn hit as the sunlight rose;
Online again to re-invent what was already done;
From films like A Clockwork Orange and Valentines Day;
It was just me, you and your three year old son;
Summer ended and school began, routines every way;
Though that didn’t stop our dreams roaring high;
Still we imagine the catwalks and the surprise face;
Maybe not now, but one day we’ll be able to fly;
Not on earth, maybe, but in the outer space.
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