Red has been quiet
Because Red has been blue
And she doesn't want
To depress you too
awwww red! sending good thoughts your way... and brownies too... oops, wait, I ate the brownies... okay... just good thoughts. :-D
Hope you feel better soon. It's only been a couple of days, but I miss your long flowing posts (including the parentheses).
Oh dear...
Wish I could pop over with wine and chocolate and girly flicks for the telly...
Sigh.
Chin up love, we miss you.
i hear ya, red. seems like a lot of bloggers (myself included) are feeling that way. somethin in the water perhaps?
anyways, i liked the poem. :-)
Here's hoping that said Red of Redsaid
is no longer a blue Red,
And that in no time at all
You'll feel like new, Red!
you know, it's the winter and crappy weather and new year as in "another year's over" and all of that. it'll get better! at least that's what i'm hoping ;o) *hugs*
Just like Papa Smurf Red said she is blue,
Watching her eating like chicken cashew,
Maybe her stranger will come save the day,
With roses and chocolates and a role in the hay.
don't wait to come back until you are red again. you can show yourself when you are sort of purple-ish.
Understood if you're blue
It's really quite ok
Just know you can write me
Any time of the day.
Being blue happens
With time may it pass
Until then I miss you
And this poem sucks ass.
when red is blue
the bloggers of the world are to
If only I had some sort of wierd power
to some how magically send you flowers.
Hope all is well red.
miked