Dreaming about tomorrow, not thinking about any
sorrow, ever since you went away, maybe making my
day. But there will be another and she will not walk
out of my life causing strife. She may even become
my wife, which could make me happy – not like
you, always snappy and wanting the best. At least
now I can say since you have gone, I can at least
have a rest!
Poems By ken makepeace 