STALE Date: Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 05:40:58 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: rhei76 Should I tell to you All the things I Really want to Well, its been pass twelve years Since I first met you in the courtyard Twelve hundred miles left the fear So I can go with no greeting card Seven shredded minds to p*** in the fish bowl Eight angry sharks to leave no control When I was a boy I drempt of you An angel so soft and frail When I got older I drempt of you An angel as tough as nails But as the ages passed by I let your ghost fade and die As the ages passed by I turned to the cold wind & said goodbye This poem is Copyright © rhei76 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=41351