LOL, Naw Hopesings,
If you don’t hear it in the 364? One day’s “crowing” is just one day’s “crowing”.
It’s the biggest holiday for florist and probably one of the biggest for jewelers.
Held Hostage For a Flower
Hmm That would be a good title for a poem
I was held hostage for a flower.
If he bought them?
He loved me.
If he didn’t
He did not.
How could I tell his love otherwise.
If there were no standard for him to bear.
No barometer of our love for my friends to see
Nay and foresooth.
I needed that kings ransom to tell the tale.
So I’d know for sure that he loved me.
ann 28 dec 2009