of Pancakes and blank stares,

i groan knowing you are there.

here’s saying that i care,

could seem that it’s just not fair.

i could keep rhyming words with “air,”

well let’s keep going, i have longer hair!

now let’s keep this sane,

before i get more lame.

keep that smile,

it shows a thousand ounces of hope.

the future is bright,

to say it ain’t is just dope!

“just a bit tired is all” is another battle

still the happy Jamie, keep trusting His will

look around you, surrounded by people who care.

know that you’ll also be in my prayers.

this is more than just empty words and lame rhymes.

though we haven’t had contact in a long time,

at the back,

you hear me mourning.

all the best from Jeff Pak:

at five in the morning!