I broke my string of poems-a-day
Because I caught a bug
And felt like someone pulled
From 'neath my feet that famous rug.
I stumbled into bed and slept,
The hours ticking by
And thought to give it just a shot,
But had no strength to try.
It's not like anybody cares
Or even would take note,
Except for me, whose blood contains
Each word I write or wrote.
I'll tie a knot into the string
And hope it's good and strong,
So all my poems are lined up straight,
The way that they belong.
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I missed it! Just glad you are ok. 1500+ days in a row is still amazing!
ReplyDeletewow! thank you so much, roger! i can't believe you've been reading my poems - i'm very touched. i was able to back-date it so it appeared as if a day hadn't been missed, but it was still disappointing to me. ~ hope all is well with you and jen..........ilene
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