Penny for a Poem
Original Poems by Amalia
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
The High Life
He's in a frenzy
he's in a whirl,
did he stop for lunch?
He can't remember
Did he bathe?
It doesn't matter.
Has he slept?
He's only paused
to jot it down
so he doesn't forget.
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