I used to write poems for a sister
who cherished my poems or so I think)
Then she found a mister
who took her to the end of the world or just 14 hours apart, wink ;)

We got apart and busied in our lives
It's hard to make time, true fact I'm still sleep deprived
We both trying in our different worlds to survive
But I'm trying to make this thing revive

I still do write time to time
which doesn't even rhyme
but it's not to a earn a dime
I know! here we go, how sublime

Dearest friend,
hope you and hubby doing great
making occasional romantic dates
no need to rush to reply and don't feel obligate
We'll meet again soon, if it's written in our fate


Miss you kinda... Hope you're doing great...