midnight hour at Writer's CafeA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaI n the midnight hour as darkness has fallen upon my house N ot a creature is stirring except for my computer's mouse
T he children are all tucked sleepily into their beds H eavenly kisses on top all of their tiny heads E ventually I settle in for the evening, it is the time of the
M idnight hour's magic as I enter this site at "Writerscafe" I have found a place to get away from the real world D estination unknown as I enter this new realm "Cyberspace" N ight after night I write poetry deep into the midnight hours I read and review other other writer's I met on the internet G uys and gals who love writing just as much as me H aving trouble sleeping I delve deep into the midnight hours T ap Tap Tapping at my computer's keyboard writing words
H oping to connect with other author's and meet new friends O n a literary journey to this awesome place "Writer's Cafe" U p in the morning, early to rise, grab a cup a java and then; R est assured, I'll be reading, writing, and reviewing again © 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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2 Reviews Added on May 9, 2008 Last Updated on May 9, 2008 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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