A month of sonnets! Raise a glass of wine!
I’ve Californian white and Chilean red.
I’d bet upon it that someone online
Will read this corny sh*te and go to bed
With happy thoughts implanted in their head.
Let my words be your wine, making you light,
But in important ways, further ahead
In the absurdly tricky daily fight.
It’s clear now, our writing makes things right.
We read the thoughts of others just like us,
And hear how they suffer in the night,
But our supportive comments, generous
And understanding, buoy them up again
Like standing under showers of champagne!
Thur 5 Oct 2006
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