by Unbridled_Passion
Boy, it must have been raining when you wrote this poem. It made me feel sad, lonely, and grey. It is a good thing when a poem makes me feel something.
So, did he die? Is she looking forward to being with him in the after life?
By the way, I would never curl up down my cellar, there are way too many spiders (lol).
"Geez, did you see the size of that spider? Hit him with the chair."
the basement always holds memories (grin (~_~) nice write!