No one round to talk to?
He thinks he'll go to bed.
At least there's something soft there
Where he can lay his head
It's warm, It's soft
It's just the thing
Where he is sure of rest
Sadly it's a pillow
And not a partners breast

Alone again in a darkened room
With no one there but him
In silence, peace and quiet gloom
His future seems so grim

Tomorrow is another day
He'll meet the one he seeks
And he won't feel alone there
A brighter newer week
Washed up, feeling all at sea
He'll have someone to share
Someone who will love him
Someone who will care

His eyes they close
He falls asleep
His body now at rest
Yes tomorrow is another day
And hopefully the best.

Tom August 26 2007

Beautiful Tom

" Awsome "

That was really good uk...

Awesome Tom very good

Behind that sense of humor lies a true poet. That was really nice.