Dry Spell
Tap tap tap
Pen on paper
Dot dot dot
Cmon, just one thought
Theres a gift there
Somewhere
Lurking
In still night air,
Waiting, waiting
Mind and pen
Play hide and seek
Clock ticks on
Still cant sleep
I know your there
Tap tap tap
I want to share
So some get blessed
The sun comes up
God is speaking,
Its time to rest.
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