Sharing some beautiful Hump Day poetry…
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Looking forward she thought it was good.
Then again, yesterday was a good
Or so she thought
Of cakes and whistles and whirly gigs,
Of snakes and flakes and strange furry bits.
The old lady thought it couldn’t get any worse
Or was this as good as it got?
It was the half way mark
So from here on it had to be easier
At least one thought so
If the demons and screamers
Could be kept at bay
Who knew what might be achieved
As life wound its way to its illogical end.
In the early morning light she heard it again
The unmistakeable sound of the dawn
The mindless chatter of birds
The scurrying for position
As the food source opened up
The screeching and wailing of the hungry
As she settled in against her pillow
Felt her lover roll over into her
As the heavens opened once…
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