Aa Harvey Poet Bio

The Book That Never Was

The book that never was


There is a book inside my head;
It feels as if it is one I have already read.
It’s trying to escape, 
But I can’t write all the words that are so difficult to say;
There are not enough hours in the day.


I wish I could release them from my mind,
But they will remain trapped until I do what I must.
I hope one day I will be able to find the time,
But for now, you will just have to read my poetry about love.


I just can’t write it all down and remember what has happened;
I guess I’ll never finish it, because I have become distracted.
It has become the book that never was…
I hope you can do what you want to do; 
I do what I can do, but it was fun while it lasted.


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