There once was a girl who followed a dog
who followed a car up and over a hill
and I don’t know why she followed that dog;
perhaps there was love.
There once was a woman who followed a soul
who followed a heart to a place then unknown
and I don’t know why she followed that soul;
perhaps there was love.
There once was a lady who followed a mind
that followed the feel of something real
and I don’t know why she followed that mind;
perhaps there was love.
Perhaps there was love but I don’t know why!
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There once was a love so true and sweet
Or was there?
Thus rises the question:
“If two can sleep alone, can one sleep together?”
(Of course you have to ask that with a Yiddish accent).
Helen, you have a very unique perspective with an uncommon
depth of understanding.
Love this.
JL:)
Hi, JL. Those closest to us in mind are together with us when we are sleeping so, yes, one can sleep together and this I know but do not know.
And, yes, there was once a love so true and sweet but life has a sweet tooth and steals it away.
Thank you for popping in here, JL!