A weekly poetry blog describing mostly Sundays. Written by James M. Frost
08 January 2012
All the sunlight
All the sunlight from outside.
I'm busy, can't you wait?
I need to do this and that.
Not a lot of noise.
Maybe everyone else is inside too.
They need to do this and that too.
I'm ready.
Sun has gone down for today.
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