5 days of the weekA Poem by Lenny Hart How quick life goes by , each day repeated
Sleep , deprived.
Morning , arrived. Work , plod on. Home , the day gone. Evening meal , we eat. Bed , i hope this night i sleep . Lenny Hart 22/3/17 © 2017 Lenny Hart |
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Added on March 22, 2017 Last Updated on March 22, 2017 Author
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