Facebook: "Now that night is here
I must get off of here.
Tomorrow will be another day
to go to work and roam and play
I ate some Fruitloops with a spoon
while sitting on pouch looking at the moon.
I thought of you as I set there in the night
and wished I could just hold you tight.
Well, to bed I go all alone to dream of you here at home.
-------- another poem by KEM---"
