![]() Well lucky thereA Poem by Donald Meikle
who is this red haired green eyed witch
invading all my dreams to set my inner self a twitch is nothing as it seems as freckles rush to crowd in clefts I know of truer lips Ive kissed and dare not touch else be bereft whence came this wench to cause this wrench I swear my needs have been mistook they sent me Lady Look © 2008 Donald Meikle |
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Added on July 7, 2008 Author![]() Donald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..Writing
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