Don’t like to plead, but
No one came around to read
My new year’s poem.
skat @ 2016
Don’t like to plead, but
No one came around to read
My new year’s poem.
skat @ 2016
When it looks like rain,
Folk often need to complain—
I can read my book.
skat©2015
Can’t take the credit,
For yesterday I read it—
“Thin surf-board of soap”.
skat©2015