crazy to imagine staying up this late
crazy to have scarf'd down that last piece of cake
crazy to dream on and pretend i am young
crazy to know my babies are grown and gone
crazy to see the visions that speak so clear
crazy to feel the aura of friends not here
crazy to type a poem that makes little sense
senseless too to worry over things past-tense.
© 2006, cynth’ya lewis reed
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Me-time for working/business women
Great to read you again; I have missed you (but have enjoyed talking to you on the phone; thanks for the calls and the prayers! :) ). Wonderful poem; very well done as always! Wishing you and yours a Merry and Blessed Christmas and New Years!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
There's nothing wrong
nor any reason to feel guilty about downing
a nice piece of cake
I am not suppose to do it
But I do it any way.....LOL
a wonderful write
Peace be with you
Merry christmas
Love & Peace
William
Art Sun...
No, you're not crazy, I'm right with ya, Girl!!!!!!!!! Love your spot on humor and the way you put yourself into words. Well done, my friend!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!
Regis
Take care,
Sherry