Flower Child
It sure was fun to write these
Each and every day
Nine hundred posts here not for you
That's quite a few I'd say
"Then who", you'd ask, "was meant to be
The subject of all these?
Andres, were they really for
Some lady overseas?"
And I would say to you, "My dear,
For her they were indeed!
Now tell me, do you like it living
There on Lake Annecy?"
As long as ink is in my pen
I'll write bouquets galore
And post them for you while you sleep
"Bonjour, mon amour"
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