Linda

Linda Linda Blair, is a woman with too much care in her heart for so many, who seem to care not. This forces me to wonder ?, what it is they have got that entices her, lures her into their lair ? What is it ?, Subconsciously, that is being sought, by this woman named Linda Blair? To me, it seems troubling and ought not to be, for the price seems to high, the fare to steep for the ride she is on- that should be forgot. I look intently, I see deeply, then I stare into the mournfully sad eyes of Linda Blair. This mill stone, weighted soul, so fraught with pain, aching heart, tears caught by winds hanging high in the air above this woman who cannot help but care. This thoughtful woman named Linda Blair, whose days have come and gone, will come and go leaving me to wonder why ?, what for ?, what do I know ? Do I know anything ?, in the end what will show ?, me anything about why Linda Blair, suffers the head aches, the heart aches, why she doth care. Life is to precious !, time is too short !, to share it with such negative forces, forces the cause despair to my friend, troubled friend, Linda Blair, who, no matter what the cost, has a needs to care. Psychos have come and Psychos will surely will go. This my friend, you have, surely come to know ?, that this is part of what makes your world go round. Linda, know !, to survive upon this psychological ground, you must awake, you must take a firm stand and realize that it is time to let go of the hands of those negative forces that take you down. Find your place, fill your space, ( positive ) make it sound ! Time has brought me to this understanding, and to an end, and so, my troubled soul, know my dear Friend, that in my efforts, I have truly striven to leave you with more than I have ever given. For you, a bitter pill ? As always – Love Bill . B. J. “A ” 2 March 27th 2002