{post to a friend}

you are on my mind, what a good find. In the middle of writing, I couldn't stop biting, the need to say hi, exceeds the thinking good-bye. Oh my, you might say fly, but be sure, never high. I laugh out loud, it may seem proud. I should really stop, but there ain't no prop. I don't even know why, I guess I'm not shy. To take up room on your page, some may say, there is no gauge. I'm becoming like my Dad, I promise it's not a fad. I could go on forever, but I may never...get to sleep :/