Slow Wit Poet
And a shitty blog to show it
Monday, March 11, 2013
Weary Where the Time Goes
Old is but a frame of mind
Though, at times we may wish to quit
Just look to all we find once we've endured it
Today, I say
Enjoy the sound
Turn that frown upside down
For Rainy Days and Mondays are always bound to come around
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