She'd let him know it.
The playground was OFF LIMITS,
so bugger off ja?!
There is an answer,
it always seems to shock them,
foregone conclusion.
At last he swallowed
the bitter pills of comfort,
yet, hearts were broken.
All that behind now,
the password unrepentant,
so drown the bastard.
We all live dreams though,
I'm trying for elation,
the sergeant's saw it.
You know the fiddlies,
food small but served by sheilas,
frankly.......go tell her.
I have it reached now,
the end of such enjoyment,
God let him stay well.
this is an interesting write part just inside the door but in shadow ,its interesting because i understand it with out complete view...... ...."go tell her... this is a poem i will sit down by and think with