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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ~The Green Eyed Lad~ Nah Then, I’d like to spin you a yarn and weave a story for you to enjoy It’s about a lad I know and I would have liked to have met as a boy He is well traveled and I believe well read His family worldwide they now seem to have spread. Age is there now and his maturity abounds, A deep sense of fun though is still around. His eyes are green even though I’ve not seen He says they are fading, but I bet they still gleam. We have never met we are miles apart. But I don’t have to see him for him to capture my heart He has a deep affection for the place of his birth He writes with a skill a longing and mirth. It would have been nice to play up Wingate Nick Share spice, have fun, and then take the mick. We could have made up such fanciful fables But we can’t go back or wish no, no one is able. And round Heber’s Ghyll and perhaps Sugar Hill At the bottom of which the Post Office is still. His words that soothe and manipulate my senses Upbuilding and mindful, no need for defenses. If ?we met for a dinner He’s say “Get yourself outside of that” I think… Because that’s the way they speak, they are violets that don’t shrink It would have been fun to meet him weaving and plying his trade Bought up with the clickerty clack that the weaving looms made. But time passes us by and at too great a speed Events mold our lives how they want, and not how we need So to this green eyed lad I say thanks for being there You know who you are, it's up to you if you share…. ©~GG~ 17/08/2012
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