Rhyme poem describing and owl and it’s prey.

Humorous poem about having a hole in my pants pocket.

Only listen to half of the things you are told.

Her heart grew heavier with every passing year.

I want to hold you again.

Have you ever talked to someone who didn’t have a clue about what they thought they were arguing, especially liberals?

I had to constantly reassure you.

It can be hard to cope sometimes.

Bellow is only a brief description, of life here up here… just in-case you think different? cheers.

I will always cherish my memories of you.