Foggy London Town

Reason for Living

I have a reason to be living
Clearly all things I see
This is a time for giving
The perfect way to be
Putting away the sorrows
This is a brighter day
Swiftly I must borrow
A time to sit and pray
I could be sad
Or I can be mad
But that's out of reason
I'm the only one
I should be pleasing
So how I know
Here I go
This is my fate
It's giddy up go
I can't be late
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March 24 2014 ©
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Food for Thought

Gathered thoughts come to mind
They are free not bought
Locked in the id to find
Never to be wrought
Power of the imagination
Words in perfect rhyme
Put in motion since creation
That last until the end of time
Out of the past into the norm
Truths and desires soar
Taking on a different form
That makes a sad heart roar
It's there in black and white
Waiting patiently to be read
Ever present never out of sight
A hungry mind wanting to be fed
Simple words fall into place
Quickly they are sought
Filling up an empty space
This is food for thought
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March 28 2014 ©
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