Steve Crismond Poet Light Verse

Peanuts Envy

I envy the bed where upon she sleeps.
I envy the pillow where her weary tear seeps.
I envy the air that is her every breath.
I envy the sky above her and the land beneath.
I envy the sun that makes her silky hair shine.
I envy the moon that makes her wonder and pine.
I envy the time spent away from me.
I envy the time that we spent as we.

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Skat A October 20, 2015 at 11:23 AM This is sweet and sad at the same time. I wonder why the title. It is awesome by the way. SKAT Steve Crismond October 20, 2015 at 8:13 PM The title is just a play on words. I'm glad you like my poems. I've been submitting the max (10) everyday. I have over 2000. What are the advantages of becoming a member?