My heart races for another beat
Feet tread along the street
Of life that keeps-a going on.
Day is short and Night is long.
But here I am and thus I stay,
A poem here or there, delayed
For mundane piles of 'stuff' is heaping.
A cup o'Joe and I'm not weeping.
Hope all is well for all of you,
look forward to catching up.
Apr 16, 2010
Apr 16, 2010 at 7:37 AM UTC
My heart races for another beat
Feet tread along the street
Of life that keeps-a going on.
Day is short and Night is long.
But here I am and thus I stay,
A poem here or there, delayed
For mundane piles of 'stuff' is heaping.
A cup o'Joe and I'm not weeping.
Hope all is well for all of you,
look forward to catching up.