Running From the PainA Poem by Willard WellsPainful dayHere I sit in my robe to start my day.
I felt so fine until the time my stomach ached.
But then the head wanted to get in on the pain.
Now the top and the middle are in pain.
At least my legs have no pain, so now if I could just run away from this pain.
It would be a lovely day.
© 2015 Willard WellsAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 11, 2015 Last Updated on December 11, 2015 AuthorWillard WellsSacramento, CAAboutPhotography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..Writing
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