May 12, 2004

try hard to be young

10:04 my sheets were changed
my reading, papers, rearranged
found a pair of missing socks
tan, the hue of dirty rocks

10:15 I took some pills
and pondered all my faults and ills
my headache ankle ceased it's throb
to water drip, a sluggish sob

11:10 the Word was cracked
and contemplation slowly backed
to meditation resting there
to run my fingers through my hair.

11:20 thought of Dad
and Mom and prayed and wasn't sad
And didn't think I was exclusive
from my brothers, or intrusive

12:00 a Friend came by
to visit or to just say hi
it wasn't a mistake, He said
and thanking Him I crawled in bed.

Posted by Kammer at May 12, 2004 10:55 PM
Comments

nice rhyme, beautiful poem

Posted by: Mary at May 27, 2004 01:27 AM
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