Confined By Rhyme
My life has been confined by rhyme
Not in my prime as each limb I climb
On rhyme I fixate all of the time
A penny a word, maybe a dime
When the word won’t come, I pantomime
*Written April 11, 2014
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014
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