A poem.

The Ghost’s who hang around my house
whisper to each other about me.
They ignore me when I cry.
Because I am a fountain of tears.
I can’t get you out of my heart.
I keep reminiscing about those Few good times.
Living off the sweet moments,
tender words exchanged,
verses the way you make me feel everyday.
To the point where sometimes
the Ghosts just roll their eye’s at me.
To the point of crying endlessly
Over YOU.
I CAN NOT STOP MY WORLD FROM REVOLVING AROUND….YOU!

I have a few books published on Amazon. My newest book is called, “The Firestorm of Tears.”

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