Joined: Fri Jan 07 2005 Location: wales/uk Posts: 8
One day when I grow old and grey, Iwould like to turn around and say. What a wonderful life I should have led, As I lie here gasping on my death bed, With all these thoughts filling my head. The vultures flock from near and far, They came by plane,train,boat and car. The moment they heard I was ill, Their only thoughts were about the will, I wonder if any love me still. or they just came to look for money, I suppose in one sense it's really quite funny. I don't think Iv'e ever had so much fun, What they don't know is....I ain't got none.
Joined: Mon Dec 22 2003 Location: griffin, ga, usa Posts: 1157
instead of creating a new thread for every poem you find or create could you just add them to the other threads you already have a poem in. it would help keep the forum from being clutered with mini threads...thanks