The Twilight Zone
Many knew my best friend,
Rod Serling.
Rod told stories back in the sixties,
or should I say a story within a story.
I was mesmerized by each story told,
Rod was filled with extra creativity.
One day I realized,
I was living in his story.
His twilight zone,
had become my world.
Now trapped,
I could not escape.
Rod and I are very happy,
we do not need to face reality.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2024
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