PERFECT LOVE

turningpoint

 I HAD A BEAUTIFULL GIRLFRIEND FOR ABOUT FORTY YEARS WE WOULD WALK EVERYWHERE

MOSTLY IN SUMMER PARKS LIE ON THE GRASS SMOKING ONGS

WE SHARED LOVE SONGS IN THE GROCERY STOREON MY BIRTHDAY ABOUT 45 WE TOOK A ROWBOAT

ON THE POND IT WAS IN THE FALL I HAVE BEEN IN THIS HALFWAY HOUSE SO LONG 

WITHOUT A GIRLFRIEND I AM 70 NOW HAVE ARTHRITUS

  • Author: turningpoint (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 1st, 2026 07:45
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  • sorenbarrett

    How time flies as we sit parked. A good read on aging and remaining fixed in one spot. Well done



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