Why curse the clock? It cannot hear
Same for the car that's parked too near
Same for the door that won't unlock,
The vagrant shoe, the missing sock,
The battery run down, the rain,
Night and day, hurt and pain--
They do not care if you swear
It's all in vain, all in vain
Monday, May 12, 2014
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1 comment:
Fabulous poem!
Janece
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