Just a message turned into a poem of thanks

30/09/2020
Just a message turned into a poem of thanks

Hope you had a nice day of hopeful rest and relaxation. Have you had your date night yet? I really love what you have done. Is neigh on perfect thank you. Love it!
Back to my bong now,
 so less in pain,
 and less tobacco,
 as not smoking 3 skin spliffs,
Not hitting my brain,
2 or 3 at a time,
 6 to 8 times a day in hospital again.
 I have to....
 regulate it,
Just let my pain less and out of control,
Now switching my mind,
Back into dad mode.
Wanting oramorph gone,
With cannabis in it's place,
Kicking my cancer and not wanting this commode,
They've got me living with no working toilet downstairs,
Im about to explode!
As if coming of oramorph in this pain i!m in,
Is making my whole head implode.
Too much information,
So I'll sweep it,
To the side.
gotta prove it to my bubble,
On this,
The East Side,
Can't wait till we meet on West or either side.
Either way I'd love to be able to raise enough money for us both to cross the Atlantic,
So wide.
We've got to meet,
And would be lovely for both of us to enjoy each ride! 
thank you for keeping me sane,
And returning me back to my optimistic out look on life,
thank you so much,
More than Infinite time.
We've got to meet,
Tide to tide!
Sending all my best wishes,
Hugs and loads of love.
Even if we don't meet down here,
We eventually be able to,
When we are up above xxx