For I've got too many years to weep
And tears to go before i sleep
And tears to go before i sleep....
This Thursday 3 and a half yrs. of misery
since My Pooh went to Another Heaven,
physically taken from my world and me
I'll Never Live Again!
3 and a half even 1 and a half
(TOO LONG WITHOUT HIS LAUGH)
It's taking way too long
It needs to let me go for i'm not strong!
In age i've made it over the hill
but in rage it's a mountain i can never climb,
i haven't got the will
for me here anymore there's just no reason or rhyme!
I'll barely exist
on this earth Without My Best Friend,
My Soul Mate My Hero Who Kissed
away any fear or pain without end!
In his younger days
he was an avid hunter,
just 1 of his many faithful ways
for wild game I never had to hunger!
An outdoorsman thru and thru
the woods a 2nd home,
That Was My Pooh
every acre he loved to roam!
When He simply walked among them My Dear
they gathered around,
and showed no fear
they shared and stayed the same ground!
He also loved to bowl
Oh What The Striker He Was,
he was on a league they were no fool
get the best to represent just because!
Because he showed everyone
how to knock em down,
oh I used to go and watch what fun
it was the talk of the town!
He wasn't your typical guy
in so many ways sentimental,
watching something sad a tear'd fall from his eye
he has that kind of soul!
Music did it also
oh how he'd belt out a tune,
can just hear him now over the rainbow
singing teary eyed to the stars and moon!
He wrote just 1 beaut of a poem
oh how I begged him to write more,
but on every card from him
he let his poetry pour!
His heart out
and was never ashamed to say,
I Love You You're My Pooh
Was Heard Every Single Day!
He loved all my poetry called me a genius
and with my pictures as well,
but And God Said his fav.of mine He Said This
I think it's a masterpiece heartfelt I could tell!
He had a tell like no other
and such a glow of pride,
I could search all over and never find another
to give me that feeling inside!
When i'd cook it was so cute
he'd come runnin in the room Ooo what smells so good,
he knew just how to root
for me and Make Me Soar High He Always Could!
His favorite famous poem was by Robert Frost
stopping by woods on a snowy evening,
it tells of a beautiful physical being to earth now lost
as I sit constantly grieving!
But he had promises to keep
and he kept them every single one,
and miles(smiles)to go before he'd sleep
before the dark replaced the sun!
I had the woodsy poem put in a frame
to hang proudly on the wall,
but it'll never be the same
without him admiring it That Once Living Doll!
If You're Going To San Francisco wear flowers in your hair
brought that big strong man to many a tear,
without a doubt he's beyond compare
and every second heartbreakingly missed here!
He wasn't here when Scott McKenzie went off into the sunset
but He was here to see him with me in concert,
he sang along so sweetly i'll never forget
to hear this song now Without Him goes beyond hurt!
Toward the light
i'll find myself With Hope,
in every now dark day and night
it helps me to cope!
Roll that beautiful stream
footage where we walked 2gether,
2stream most beautiful dream
will soon bring me 2u again on a dove's feather!
The bunnies in the yard
too are crying,
cause it's so hard
to see me instead dying!
And Without Him Here to take their picture
they don't know their place,
when they come around those balls of fur
instead of smiles stream tears down my face!
He took their picture kissing
and was so proud of it,
I did so much with the photo and how it did bring
a glow from where he'd sit!
They still kiss
but cry instead of play,
the yard where he awed them in bliss
was suddenly taken away!
Oh the perfect pictures he took
no more taken,
like pages in a book
captured in time like my heart breakin!
He also had a cat
that tugged at his heart,
when he died tears in his eyes just like that
made him a bigger man to show emotion....
but then I knew that from the start!
Now him and spooky
wait for me above,
but till then I let it live on His Legacy
For Me His Undying Love!
The Waiting So Hating
The Waiting So Hating
The Waiting So Hating
Heart Of My Heart My Flower Child
For Bringing Me The Peace Movement,
4u I'll 4ever Have Wild
{ Passion Growing Shooting Thru Me That Was Heaven Sent }
Keep In Mind That Left Behind
SALLY
But To Not Be Able To Touch It's Just Too Much
Pooh Won't You Meet Me In San Francisco Where All The Happy People Go
