T’is The Night

For Sleep I Fight!

Photo by Vincentiu Solomon on Unsplash

T’is the night when I ponder my plight.
My mind does reel, you can’t know how I feel.

T’is the morn, when I see my scorn.
T’is another day, I hate to say.

Can we make a date to seal my fate?
We can go fly a kite, or take a flight.

Are you about to cry?
Or can we say goodbye?

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Robin Klammer

Robin Klammer

PROUD CDN. Humorist, Royally FBTA. Owner/Editor of Ain't Yo' Mama's Tea Party. Garden of Neuro sister & Queen of Snark! 👑

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