Sit For A SpellA Poem by Tarry FranckI twist, I turn Can't open A key trying to get through the door And I fall Yet silent to the floor, Have I been locked out Yet again While an errand Me you send, You not only locked me out But my love as well Where do I go from here To sit for a spell.
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10 Reviews Added on June 1, 2013 Last Updated on June 1, 2013 AuthorTarry FranckLA, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutOnce upon life...there was time more..Writing
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