Bed Time Thoughts
Bed Time Thoughts
Could I be a poet I claimed!
Not one that reaches glory or fame
Maybe just one to entertain…
I would like to be a poet, but where to start
And what if I fall short
I wouldn’t want to disappoint
Maybe I should stick to what I know
Like the winter knows the snow
Maybe my thoughts are cursed
I wouldn’t want to sound rehearsed
Oh well maybe, maybe one day
I will find the words
I want to say
By Tasha Taylor
Copyright © Tasha Taylor | Year Posted 2015
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