Word Count



Eight months in the making
Not quite sure just what to say
If it wasn’t for my waking
I’d have put this pen away
Yet, words are for the taking
So, I guess I’ll find a way

My head just got to thinking
And it wouldn’t go to sleep
Just when my thoughts were sinking
My consciousness became quite deep
When thoughts and words are linking
It sure beats counting sheep

February 3rd, 2004

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