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Linda Doster Poem
All these words inside my head
drive me crazy while in bed.
They will dance inside my brain
and fall down like pouring rain
When I try to dress for work
down the hallway they will lurk.
When I leave and drive my car
on every signpost there they are.
What this soul now has to do
is write down these words for you.
Taking pen and pad in hand I'll
write down what they demand.
When it's over and all done and
these words have had there fun.
They will leave me then to rest
untill,,,,,,,,
one day.........................
you know the rest,,,,,,,,,......
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Copyright © Linda Doster | Year Posted 2006
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