Nighty night soupers
It’s time to rest though I don’t want to
Rather read and write converse with you
Soup is good it warms my soul
Even to reread poems of old
Good night paper you are my friend
Recording mind’s vapor with red pen
Good night lamp and ceiling fan
And rain so damp beating garbage can
Good night iPhone with light so blue
I shall try not to rollover and look at you
Good night poets may you be well
Be it night or day as you write a spell
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