Will go down seven,
Ruth is in Hospital,
She had blood drawn today,
Her MD called told her to go to hospital,
I miss her,
Funny you can miss and love with your whole heart,
Love in a poem,
Know her better then your own heart,
Know the omly holding on to an illussion,
Her love gone, she will never love me that way,
But I know what is.in my deepest heart as always been hers alone,
Maybe in lifetimes ago her smile I knew best,
Maybe my world rotates because she was near,
My heart hurts,
Maybe she was.my world,
Home,
Val Whitewolf 