To all my dear friends.
Like a bee,
I'm busy.
Going here,
There,
Everywhere.
I've not seen many people,
I've not spoken to a friend.
I've been so bloody busy,
This lifestyle is about to come to a end.
I'm not gonna kill myself
Though some people only wish,
I'm making a brand new freash start
I'm moving way up north from here.
Time is getting on,
I'm not getting any younger
The kids are getting bigger
London no longer holds our hearts.
It is for the best I think
Getting out of this town,
To a place where no one knows me
A place a feel safe to just walk around.
Starting a new job,
A job I'll do from home,
Working with the pubic,
Working with other peoples dogs,
But mainly with my own.
Look out Lincon
I shall soon be there,
Bring up my family
And loads of bloody hounds.
So sorry all my dear friends,
Soon I shall be around again.
To laugh and joke about
Till the night ends.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I am so glad to hear from you sis. I check back here often to see if you're ok.
I am glad that you'll soon be back around. We've got a lot to catch up on!
Best of luck with the new job!
& U know me as Kari
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wow i like your poem
I live near lincoln it is a nice place...
nver been to london though.
this gives a nice mesage to your friends and i think they will understand...i like it.
x
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