LOST CAUSE

Here I am again.....
Wishing you were here.....
Straing my brain....
Fighting the fear...

That this poem......
would make no sense...
that it will come out all wrong...
causing some unnecessary offense..

..So here I am wasting my time...
Trying to make  a  rhyme..
Not worth a dime.....
Just killing time....


So let me know..
what you think.
While I go....
And play in the snow...

I just want you to know..
That although it make no sense...
that I had a ball...
writing nothing at all...


   

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