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 © Gilberta Kime | Year Posted 2007
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