Flower Child

It sure was fun to write these Each and every day Nine hundred posts here not for you That's quite a few I'd say "Then who", you'd ask, "was meant to be The subject of all these? Andres, were they really for Some lady overseas?" And I would say to you, "My dear, For her they were indeed! Now tell me, do you like it living There on Lake Annecy?" As long as ink is in my pen I'll write bouquets galore And post them for you while you sleep "Bonjour, mon amour"