If all the world’s a stage, is the cheering I hear part of the act or real?.
If all the world’s a stage, hope mi’lord realises the script is about to end.
If all the world’s a stage, mayhaps it is not foolish to hope for a happily ever after.
I will love you to the moon and back, he only lasted to the hospital doors guess chemo was farther than the moon.
You’re my world, my star and sunshine, guess the second mister was her mars, venus and neptune.
I will love you … Oh cut it out love me here and now, each second each minute.
Written for Sonya’s TLT – week Nineteen
I wrote two stories as they both seemed interesting, hope you like them.