Inter Net Love Poem by Elizabeth Hathaway

Could be, should be called enter net love

Pictures from long ago, words everyone wants to hear.

Oh but how people can be the perfect one.

Always happy, never moody, kind and conciderate.

No alchol, no drugs, tell me what i want to hear.

We will be holding hands and smiling for years to come.

They cook and clean and pair up socks.

The toilet seat is always left just right.

Lots of space will be given, do what you enjoy.

Never to feel alone again, truly a thing of the past.

Rain swept tears wiped away, a smile forever on your face.

Please just let me see that perfect one.