In sitting all alone

I watch the minutes pass

Far and beyond me.

My pen flies across the page,

My mind in a silent rage.

A smile, forever on my face

That the passing of time does not erase.

So I wait, look and listen

My mind does glisten.

Watching the clouds,

Tick, tick, tock.

09/24/2008

Posted on 09/24/2008
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