Monday, January 17, 2011

Over a Cup of Bitter Coffee

So much to share, but I had no time
I wrote them all in my head instead
At a later date on my blog I shall post!
When night wanes and morning arrives
What I want to write
Have all taken wings
Soaring high
In the sky of my imagination

Over a cup of black coffee
Bitter to no end
Wondering what to write
As the clock goes tick tock
Alas! Time has run out on me!

Bitter coffee
An empty page
The dawn of a new day
But now I must flee
Work, work, work
No time to play

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