Goodnight CafeA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa(stayed up too late, can you tell?)G oodnight Cafe O h my it's 4:54am O pen after hours D ancing with poetic words N ight is nearly over I hear the birds awakening with their songs G ood night for writing it was for me H ad a nice night now its early morn T he words are running together
C alling me is slumber so sweet A nother poem, just one more F inish it later for tomorrow's another day E scalating across poetic skies © 2008 Deborah Leah KrempaReviews
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4 Reviews Added 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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