by kem lowery
Now that night is here
Let's not be too drear.
Tomorrow will be another day
to go to work and roam and play
I ate some Fruitloops with a spoon
while sitting on my pouch looking at the moon.
I thought of you as I sit there in the night
and wished I could just hold you tight.
Well, to bed I go all alone to dream of you here at home.
From:
kem lowery
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am new to writing in the area of publishing but have loved to write for years. A father and Pastor with an ex-wife. I am in love with love and looking to begin chapter two of my life. I write to express and release myself of pain with the hopes of helping another to cope with life as I do as well.
Last updated February 19, 2015