Rise and shine,
new friend of mine.
The next twenty-four
are yours to endure.
Wake with a cheshire grin
and dismiss all the night screams
still hidden within.
Open those lids,
and spead out those wings.
Shine in the eyes,
is such a ticklish sting.
See what I see,
hope what I hope.
Agree to disagree?
Hope for this sappy dope.
The next 24,
are ours to adore.
No agenda, no chore,
no seconds left to forget or right to ignore.
Keep looking,
as the heavens go from light to dark blue.
Til the stars start to sleep
and the moons begins its nap.
And I again wish a good morrow to you.
2006-08-19
03:44:04
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➔ Words & Wordplay
Thanx for the positive input...no worries...i have most of my stuff registered with the writers guild.
2006-08-19
03:58:06 ·
update #1