The Word Keeper
collector of words
The word keeper
Although absurd
A daytime sleeper
Pick pocketing quotes
Reading again and again
On language she dotes
Blank paper and pen
Tuning you out
Without recognition
A jarring shout
When she finds the ignition
No harsh intentions
With all do respect
Too many extensions
For her to neglect
Wheels are spinning
Misplaced the remote
Her heart is grinning
From the lines she wrote
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2015
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