I wrote a few lines,
They have just disappeared,
Here is some new stuff.
I should be working,
But the trains rocking goes on,
Makes me want to sleep.
Thursday 11/04/19
Tag: rocking
Wednesday 13/02/19
A stone lays so still,
Not daring to move or breathe,
You might think it’s dead.
The coffee cup rolls,
Rocking, back and forth, empty,
Wondering what’s next.