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Stir Crazy Little Old Me

Now I must say, I need to go pray. Out the big window I see the bay, No one is out that way. I have held my place day after day, After 668 days I have turned gray. Now I know how a cigarette feels in an ashtray, all burned away. I need to go out and play, I want my skin to feel the sun's ray. To get out do I need to pay, I will go stir crazy if I must stay. Stir Crazy Little Old Me-Date Written: 6/17/2020 5 Place Views For Poems Contest Judged:7/17/2020 Sponsored by: Funom Makama

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Aditi Mishra

Date: 7/26/2020 9:26:00 PM

Such honest emotions Paula. This is true for all of us. We need to feel that fresh air on our skin. Congratulations on your win. Blessings and love :)

John Watt

Date: 7/17/2020 6:18:00 PM

You really do need to get out more, Paula! Ha ha, this was such a creative take on the contest. Happy to see it among the winners, congratulations! ~ John

Paula Goldsmith
Date: 7/19/2020 9:38:00 AM

Thank You, for reading, writing and your congratulations. You are right, I do need to get out more. Have wonderful day.................

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 7/17/2020 4:24:00 PM

Congratulations on your wonderful win Paula! Blessings xxoo

Paula Goldsmith
Date: 7/17/2020 5:04:00 PM

Thank You, for reading and writing. Have a wonderful weekend..................

Funom Makama

Date: 7/17/2020 5:54:00 AM

Thank you for this excellent entry. It was a beautiful attempt. Even though you missed out on the rules by not putting your date of publication and you also did not write the word "Acrostics" in the body of your poem, it was so good to ignore. Weldon Paula.

Paula Goldsmith
Date: 7/17/2020 11:36:00 AM

Thank You, for your note. Glad you like this one. Have a wonderful day.........