Rip-Nodding Til Two
RIP-NODDING TIL TWO
At dawn’s early light, i’m up and at it.
Mid-morning eyes close in lair, where I sit.
Not merely a wink.
A twenty year blink.
Wake up with cobwebs - Van Winkle’d a bit.
10/5/2017
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rip_Van_Winkle
In the short story, written by Washington Irving, Rip Van Winkle sleeps for twenty years.
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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