Yes you! Why did you leave?
Don’t tell me, God said it’s your time
So therefore I am crying like a little child with a runny nose from this moment I whine.
I am well pissed off
I know I am not allowed because God had the final say,
Yet it doesn’t stop me sniffling like a baby laying on the manger hay.
You git, you had to leave…
My hay fever has destroyed my eyes and this has taken me by surprise.
Yet I still love you, because you are held right here
And this loony cloud has put plenty inside me to fear.
I have my memories
Like you do too,
Love you, you old sod, there is nothing between us that I rue.
Jason
13th June 2023
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