Think of Play

Think of Play

Think of Play

Oh how I work so hard today
In-between dreaming of my play
Guess that’s the way the story goes
Routine, that’s the way she flows
If I would not think of play
I could hardly stand to stay
It’s still discipline and strain
But vitality won’t drain
Anything to uplift my hours
Otherwise, the shadow towers
And I’m left without a breathe
To speak my mind with most felt depth
That can’t happen, Not to me
I must keep going, I can not flee
Here I sit, I must stay put
Waiting on them hand and foot
To do my job without complaint
Even if I may feel faint
That’s dedication at its best
Despite that fact, I need a rest
I won’t need toothpicks for my eyes
Yet I’d like to see time fly
For now, I’ll just write about past
Since that’s the way my cheer can last

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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