Janice Pickett

Poem By Sandra Osborne

Janice Pickett,
My partner in crime,
A talent, so good,
A poetic mind.

You’re my second self
Wrapped up in you
So much like me,
There are so few.

My creative friend,
You bring mine out.
You’re the best of us both,
Without a doubt.

Just a little ditty,
To thank you so much
And thanks be to God,
Who put us in touch.

Thank You Janice! !

Comments about Janice Pickett

Well Sandra, that means you can visit Janice by coming straight to my place. I will take you to your partner in crime by car, boat ot 'rooback. It's only a stone's throw. H

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