His persistent inquires turn my lips thin.
I'll get to the promises made, I will when....
....I'm ready too not before a sooner time
...
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This is a lovely write, it's very unique with new style on love.
Abstracted thin lips of love and, 'Whinners' will lead you on so sweet.A very nice piece of work.Thank you. Edward Kofi Louis.
How true! I've neither the time nor the energy to see you through.' How I wish more people said this to all those 'whinners'. A lovely piece of writing. Merry Christmas (Mark -never a whinner)
Sarah, Please check your spelling. I think it is spelled 'whiners' with a single 'n' and also 'once' is misspelled. the poem is too abstract for me...I can't understand it. Stephen from Bangalore, India
hehe. i like it. it can be annoying when people want stuff from you constantly. ^-^ Jess xx
You must work in the tax collector’s office….lol No, wait maybe a doctor’s office…lol Really enjoyed the read it gave me a laugh and a smile but I will not be that whiner to you at all…may your heart be at peace this holiday season. Scott
Whinners is a winner...I love the way the rhyme drags you in and carries you along with all the lovely driftwood that this particular river of thought floods the mind with. love Donall Donall
sarah, somehow i fail to catch up with the emotion expressed. can you help me?
This is a great poem. I like your style.