so matter of fact...
so matter of fact-
you told of your news-
i stood inwardly shaking
and fearing the worst...
so frank and so fearless-
you stepped into your pain-
i spun round in circles-
shocked-shattered and cut...
so down to earth-
your voice light and low-
i spent the day spinning
and angry and mad...
so easy and breezy-
you shared all the plans-
i walked in confusion-
unable to think...
Joy Weare.
5th August, 2007.
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