Knowing

Lorna



Never claimed to understand

People or the lay of land

Didn't know myself at all

Couldn't sort out short or tall

Stumbled over left and right

Why the sun was gone at night

But no doubts at all I knew

When we met that I loved you

  • Author: Lorna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2023 03:43
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 18
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  • Lorna

    It won't let me edit this morning...... this quicky was mostly about me just wanting to hear the song.......... too tired this morning for intelligence........

  • orchidee

    Good write Lorna.
    You understanding the Mad Adventures of Orchi, Fido, and KP?! lol.

    • Lorna

      Darlink........ it's all too much for me!

    • Neville



      this is sweeter than a bucketful of demerara topped with a pint of stevia .. and no kiddin .. tis indeed luverly 🙂

      • Lorna

        Awwwwww.... at death's door and still being gallant............

      • Christina8

        Love this short but sweet poem!

      • Fay Slimm.

        What a romantic verse of assurance and who could want more than that dear Lorna. A lovely song too.

        • Lorna

          I just like hearing this song.... Tell me you don't think this is the sweetest sexiest little moment in pictures: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vKM0nH6-NnI


        • L. B. Mek

          great music
          wonderfully smooth couplets
          a lovely read, thank you

          • Lorna

            Thank you!

          • Mottakeenur Rehman

            "Knowing" is a poignant and relatable exploration of the human experience of uncertainty and the power of love to provide clarity and direction.

            • Lorna

              So glad you liked it........

            • Doggerel Dave

              Six lines of unutterable BS: couldn't be more wrong.
              Last two lines: A perfect recovery, Lorna.



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