Poetry

Am putting together my poetry in a book on Blurb.com It's quite difficult to put it all together and think for the words for back page. Mark isn't interested, in fact he thinks I shouldn't be doing it. A & G think it is a good thing and want a copy of the book when published, and so does my mum, not so sure when she reads all the poems though.
My friend Jane left yesterday to go to Worthing. I feel bereft and couldn't sleep, not that we were very good frineds, well I find it hard to 'give myself' to other people in case they get inside my head like Janet is. Her leaving party showed me how wonderful she is and how many many people love her and how that will never be like that for me - not ever.