infant = diapers

The Call

When he was young he waited for the call....

A ring he did offer to a girl of twelve

She laughed but, did not see his tears, they did fall.

He waited for the call....



At seventeen, he tried again

A girl of wonderous dark eyes and hair of coal

She'd met another and again his heart was raw.

He waited for the call....



In his twenty's he did marry, and fifteen years later...

With kids and money, both unloved and feeling empty

They both walked away appalled.

He waited for the call....



From a ward of insane and norm

He walked among the rich and poor,

And met a pair of emerald eyes in the mall

Endless battles of a score or more

Did result in another to walk away

With a darkened shawl.



He waited for the call....

He slept day and night in long lost halls

A phone by his head and a bottle in his hand

He finally tossed and once again learned to

Crawl.



He waited for the call....

Reaching out one last time

He went on with travels both close and far

To meet short and tall.



He waited for the call....

An endless night he but did approach

And in his final breath --- He realized

He had missed the call....

thats true --- hhmmm more then i have done

<smiles slightly at ice>

ribbons = satin

teasing = hair

wicked = elphaba

yeppers ive noticed there are regulars on here

cupid = angel

romance = valintine

hhhmmm can skip the love

1. peace
2. communication
3. trust

lighting = candles

structure = building

read her profile twice looking for har being a minister --- dur ---
parson -- ok --- so a little slow

its hard to say what i think of mine --- if it were up to me i would say
dark but then it is the way i perceive things anyway --- as for others
some say that it is a bright one --- <shrugs> i guess it depends on who
you ask --- i kind of picture myself as dorian gray --- no matter the
good i have done or do -- it will never be enough to clear my painting
--

i am sorry to hear of your loss it is a very sad day when one has passed
let alone a loved one --- <tips his wings> as for my light -- what
little i have i give to you and her

as i have stated before in another post somewhere --- i know its hard
when you get a few guys who as you call are players and it makes it
harder for the guys who are genuine --- i ve read through some of the
past topics --- but there are some decent guys as well as some women who
like to play --- it goes both ways --- sorry just ranting

talked with someone for over a year even sent like holiday presents to
her and her son -- finally decided to go and see her at her request for
an easter break --- cost me 1300.00 to fly and stay at a hotel one day
after i was there --- we were all suposed to go out to a easter brunch
and she called me and said that she couldnt handle it casue it had been
a couple years since i was stuck in a hotel in the middle of nowhere for
three days --- till i got another flight out --- it jaded me on meeting
others far away ---

new she would come up with a plan to get out --- sick doesnt the prison
have a hospital area?

motivation = hope