short poem for Krista by Richard Trotter there are times when our friendship, saddens me, with wistful strafing hands that clutch at chunks of air. Yet tonight I'll smile and be glad and picture your smile unfolding' tomorrows sun ,a halo on your hair. 01/18/2004 Author's Note: i can't write anything else at the moment as my head is clouded and confused. This was going to be longer but I could not think of a second verse. Love you Krista x x Posted on 01/18/2004 Copyright © 2024 Richard Trotter Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)