This Poem was Submitted By: David Alan Geels On Date: 2001-03-07 12:19:52 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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The thought

 The sun was shining, birds were singing, I was sitting here  just a thinking. It was nothing speciel, it was just a thought, the tv was on and I was not. The recliner was comfertable and so was I, the thought had left and I wondered why. I got my tabacco and my pipe, I had to search around to find a light. I found a match book but there was none within, so for a light I must search again. I went to the kitchen and i searched in vain, reached in my pocket and found my butain. So from the frige  I grab a beer, went back to the livingroom and sat in my chair. I lit my pipe  and took a drink, it made me wonder as I began to think, of how very I had to do, I thought a while longer then decided to take a snooze.

Copyright © March 2001 David Alan Geels


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