Wednesday, 22 September 2010

Nine Lives

I’ve met a girl, he said
That was three years ago
I died inside

I’ve met a lady, he said
That was yesterday
I died again

I’m scared, he said
Follow your heart, I said
Hoping it will lead him back to me

Seven lives left


  1. You have the soul of a ANGEL.

  2. Dear Sarah,

    This poem made me sad, but one happy thing is that there are many more lives left than spent.

    I think of you often and hope you are doing well.

    Sending virtual (((hugs)))

    PS. Did you get your dress? Did you get a cat?

  3. I was sad when I wrote that Terri. Everything's much better now though! I bought a beautiful purple dress, which looked awful on me, so I took it back. I don't think I'll get a cat. I can't face the thought of a litter tray, all stinky and pooey!