12 May '13 20:08>
sweetly sublime,
it's mother's day...
her card is in front of me,
yet i've nothing to say...
all the love that i'd show her,
if only i could...
my thoughts are like glue,
infused in my head of wood...
most of my rhymes,
are bawdy as heck...
and my sweet doddering mother,
needs not hear such dreck...
so her card remains blank,
like my empty ole head...
i'll bet tomorrow's replete,
with the words i SHOULD have said...
ack... 😞
it's mother's day...
her card is in front of me,
yet i've nothing to say...
all the love that i'd show her,
if only i could...
my thoughts are like glue,
infused in my head of wood...
most of my rhymes,
are bawdy as heck...
and my sweet doddering mother,
needs not hear such dreck...
so her card remains blank,
like my empty ole head...
i'll bet tomorrow's replete,
with the words i SHOULD have said...
ack... 😞