My heart hurts
Knowing your smile is more of a frown
I don’t like one bit
Our timezones flipped upsidedown
A poem for me
Well, you’re quite good at gestures
By now we have a whole collection
Tokens of friendship treasures
You leave a note here
And I’ll leave a note there
Timing is always off
And never is it fair
But the affection is still great
Never shall is wane
No matter whatever else
We will always be the same.
Among other things, J 
My what a beautiful poem and a despairing theme. Tragic words woven so gently together to inspire and cradle your damaged fox.
I adore it and you for writing and feeling as you do.
Love always 💛🍍💛
He’s not really damaged..more like ran ragged ;)
well you be sure to care for him, it sound like he needs some loving affection
or a good bar wench
… well you know him best I suppose. Are bar wenches good at comforting foxes?
you should ask one sometime
a fox or a wench? are you sure thr answer will be the same?
ningningningning
Oh dear…. has your brain broke?
Its what the fox says!!!
I though foxes made yelping barks. I’ve never heard a fox cry ningningning.
Perverse or (jumble) persevere.
provoking thought..
Provoke, annoy, badger, bother nettle or irk. Putting a fox among chickens is spmetimes fun… Good verse you place. 😇
quite the riddler you are