Eighteenth Day Of June – 2019.
This Poem Is For You Little Boss.*
Hope, ah’ what a wonderful connector of emotions,
The peace maker between the angry and sad,
The love maker between the unloved and depressed,
The fun maker between the happy and funny.
The world woke up around me with hopes and left,
The maniacs had fun before and after their sanity,
They too relied on hopes for a while and understood,
There is no happiness in the world that can give them fun.
I fell asleep when the world left homes to work,
My fun I brewed from the unloved to the sad,
The I learned a bit of depression and angry can add,
Some fun to erase the pain of the unloved and sad.
Evening sandwich with the friends of friend fun filled,
All through the day and through the fun and hopes,
Thought about the girl I call “Little Boss” with love,
She is the Queen of my heart who refused the crown.
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*Dedication. – Poems are written with specific people in mind at times and are dedicated to them. When this poem is read and someone at some point enjoys the poem. That enjoyment always leads to a little blessing and the person the poem is dedicated to will receive that blessing.
