I drank a toast to all of you (with tea, honest!)

Ahem!!!... A Seriously Bad Sonnet Written in Five Minutes

I drink to you, Dear Friends of mine
You fill my heart with joy.
I cannot be with you as much
as I would like to be.
Darkness haunts my days just now.
It will recede in time.
I cannot see the path, but know
it will appear again.
he lantern lights my steps and so
light filters through the gloom.

But this is not a pretty place
Forgive me if you can
Sunday Brunch will rise again
with scones and cake and jam

(and bacon butties for Lou)

-- Bee LADYGEEZA December 12, 2003