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Yours is a journey I pray delayed.
Quite unwelcome is your stay.
I'm not surprised to see you here.
Admitedly, it's your absence I fear.

When you're near I tense and brude.
My cheery temprament now rude.
So frazzled and delicate with all I hear.
A need for an umbrella in my downpour of tears.

My clothes think it funny to pull pranks on me.
Jeans once loose now stop stubborn at knees.
I suspect something has gone terribly awry.
For I assure you I've no pudding or pie--LIES!

All a tither counting the days away.
"Please don't extend her stay even a day!"
(whoops...I forget to finish this.  standby.)

-mmo