Second Home

For three weeks I searched 
for a man only by face.
What web site I found 
him I had no trace.

 The only thing I did 
seem to remember,
is that he was a 
premium member.

O' yes there was amongst 
the search tools.
A poem by him called 
" Outhouse Blues".

How could I forget
he talked of such things,
like not to bring him 
his girly magazines.

Well three weeks later 
I was ready to give up hope.
But I keep on going
telling myself nope.

I am so glad I did 
continue the search.
In and out of web sites
I did lurch.

Now that I have found it
and so glad I did.
Never again will I get rid.

This place here
is like a second home.
Only filled with words 
from beautiful poems.

Not a bad word is written. 
Only good things you say.
Especially those that come from 
a man named Jay.
                                      
And as for you Mr. Toran
I want you to know 
I am your # 2 fan.                                 
( your wife is #1)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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