Dear Jon,

by Hear You Me   Jul 19, 2009


My new mantra: it will be over soon,
friend for life
please, don't worry. Like flowers turning to bloom
her whet knife
will be blunt soon. Just look up at the moon
know - it will be over soon.

All the distress
all the frayed pain,
so much weighed stress
carried down with rain.

No more rainbows: at least not for right now
friend for life
through smokey clouds, we can throw rocks at clouds,
break the strife
feel joy again, when sunshine breaks through clouds
know, this will be allowed.

All the best
Jon, feel no more pain,
please, get some rest
refresh yourself with rain

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