All sleepA Poem by QuothCorvid
All sleep yet I find myself here writing
I need the quiet to think Daytime is a mess Children running Husband working thumping about no slience to be had Night is a time for peace of mind night is a time for me © 2010 QuothCorvid |
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QuothCorvidManassas, VAAboutI am me. Live every day as best you can. You are your only true judge. more..Writing
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