Whistle Down the Sea
In a cubicle
With the computer screen
And all day,......dream
I'll find a better way
And all in all,.... I realize
I'm dreaming,.... My life away
In a cubicle
With a computer screen
And all day,..... dream....
Even the birds,.... sing
Sweet melodies
and the ocean,.... Plays
Like a symphony
For the wind
That Whistles down
The sea of change
Come on, tell me what you think?
Does anyone really read this stuff?
If so, be as harsh as you want.
Because I know if it's good or not.
Perhaps people don't understand my thinking.
E
Copyright © Michael Wolff | Year Posted 2015
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