Write It Down and Go To Bed
Along this highway of my life
Thru times of joy and some of strife
With overpass and underpass
The road keeps winding on
While getting through this rigmarole
May seem an overwhelming goal
I thank the mistress of my soul
Who keeps me grinding on.
Since early on I guess I’ve known
We weren’t meant to walk alone
But finding one to walk with can
Be somewhat of a challenge
They come in such variety
T'would seem an impropriety
To venture to compare them
Like an apple to an orange.
But keep the faith for all songs say
We’ve someone out there each of us
The perfect size the perfect fit
And just the right ambitiousness
They say these things are planned above
By one who is omniscient
So why should such a fool as i
Pretend to be proficient?
I’ll get in bed and say my prayers
And when the last of them are said
I’ll say goodnight and dim the light
Then write it down and go to bed.
Just another Warrenpiece
Copyright © Warren Dickman | Year Posted 2015
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