Good morning,

You know this introduction to a slightly accusatory conversation. Happened to me yesterday. No biggie. Nevertheless, these things sting (and cling) when you're ultra-sensitive like me, so I had to kerpow-splat it with a poem. It's still clingering but it's its grip is loosening. 

And I still love her!!!

Voila! 

No buts from me to you today, just

Lots of love,

Cesca xx


THE BIG BUT

You know I love you,
Say those who clear weeds
Before planting the BUT.
Big but so what?

Brace for turbulence.