Last night I had a dream about today
So far everything is falling into play
The time on the clock has ticked away
I'm still sitting on my chair in dismay
I haven't written a poem in so long
My words feel like they don't belong
Often I question if they are wrong
In the end my words come out strong
The dream I had has now come true
It was so strange and hard to construe
Especially that every minute held a clue
Now comes the time to finish this queue
Dear Laura,
ReplyDeleteI am not spamming you with a comment. :)
I would like you to know that i enjoy reading your poetry, and that you should post more on here, often. I check. For realz.
Thanks!]
-David shinabarger