Hi

I sit upon a rose garden
wondering
Is there anything to say?
Red carpets unfold and drama interacts
I cling to the fold











I feel happier today and yesterday than I did -
You were right.

Love dealt the mallets hand.
For good reason

But - I miss you my hen

I saw you street bound and happy
A pleasure to meet my eyes, and my deep, down, insides
I miss you in my sorrow and am happy you are happy
If that is what you are.

Love returns,
I still hurt, but it's obvious - we are both better where we are