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."