The pitter patter of the rain —
You’re dying: I’m sharing your pain.
I am at war with the unknown.
Sadly, as I wait by the phone
To hear the crackle in your voice
A voicemail unanswered — my choice.
Free once again to live a lie
I send to you my last goodbye.
Author’s note: The first Bay Area raindrops of this season fell on Friday, 09/21/2007 around 05:30PM as we visited the old lady down our drive with her barking dogs and ‘husband’ some twenty plus years her junior – yucko! The rains continue on Saturday, 09/22/2007 with bone chilling factor with blue toe nails of burr! This symbolizes the desperate, last minute attempt by TPTB to squeeze me off every last penny by my hard work – sheesh!
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
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