Relief a Call

Relief – A call Supper has passed – not eaten – because of a call my Daughter Melanie, made, that would end it all, all that, the above rhyme, was created on. It is now over – the pain – she made it, it’s all gone. A happier man, now am I I can now see a bluer sky ! Not lost, in a bluer I B. J. “A” 2 June 3rd 2004