A poignant love story…

Poem.

I acted as my friend and tell the story in first person view.

Wish someone well on their departure. Who really would not be missed.

Thanks to all that have helped me along the way – but until Triond starts paying its writers an equal amount for the amount of work they put in, I will sadly be going to other sites.

A composition requested by a special friend of mine for his resignation.

The farmers show will be washout, the carnival a sham, i’ll shed a tear from now until forever if a meet an irish man.

Frustration during arguments.

A poem of losing… Most of us feel it.
If only you could buy the needs and wants of the ambition.
If only you can build a compound of your own and have your love of battalion.

Loss of one’s love.