Peaceful
14 February, 2002
Author: Barbara Goodhew
it's late at night, well really it's morning.
i should be snoring. i love staying up late.
quiet and i do my best thinking when it's late.
yet couldn't wait to get home early when on a date.
if i had my way now, i would sleep all day and be up all night.
have to deal with life during the day bills, stresses and strife.
but then again that's what they call
Life
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| Diana (207.192.228.76) -- Friday, December 6 2002, 05:59 pm This poem is just what us "night owls" feel about the time we spend between sun down and sun up. It is just as she wrote. Peaceful! |
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