A taste of FAITH, a touch of LAUGHTER.
Sleep, where art thou?
Absent, though much desired…..
Elusive, as often wont to be
Come, I need you
(It’s too close to Valentines Day and my tired self gets poetical)
Penned by Ann, Jan 31, 2020 @ 3:45 am
I need to recite that as well! Good poem.
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