use to think

that sadness made

its rounds

daily

making sure

to tag

my vulnerable self

ever hopeful

it would be gentle

lot's of worry

all could see

tried to hide

but it always

seemed

to find me

side by side

til death do us part

couldn't predict

the days hand

but sometimes

able to give back

a spade or club

poker face

all in

it was my ride

skip a trip

to belmont

alternate route

spills

thrills and all that

never mind

gears

grinding over

red rover

racing

around

or clanking about

oh the places

we went

spent

and now mourned

not forever

feelings

presently

peel back

the fright

listen closely

shhhhhhhh

judge's decree

adjourned

a restraining order

against my enemy

sometimes

flowers are pretty

oh so pretty