The Rover
Drink-fuelled wanderlust Brought me here to you tonight Now what do I do....
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Drink-fuelled wanderlust Brought me here to you tonight Now what do I do....
His smile lifts my day I can see him on webcam Hey little brother. Playing Mario He always makes sure he wins Clever, my brother!.
The way you always wake up in a good mood. Even when I am grumpy and pouting. The way you manage to stay so calm. When I am on the verge of shouting. The way you stayed so strong.
On a wet rooftop A lonely blackbird calls out Hark. Night will soon come.
Bubbles form and pop As the sand slips through my toes Leaving no footprints A dead shark washed up Lonely eyes staring upwards What happened to him.
Black cat creeps slowly Into the crook of my arm Sunday afternoon.
My mind comes awake When the sweet nightingale sings Go to sleep night owl!.
You’ve just turned 11 and I can’t believe how quickly time has passed. I remember the first time I saw you and how you fell asleep in my arms.
Your arrival was confirmed just before Christmas, not quite the present I was hoping for. Get well platitudes sent by snail and ether. Much easier than facing the girl with cancer.