Dorothy (Alves) Holmes (Baltimore, Maryland)
2: 31 a.m. EST
The music channel blasting
Though not enough Frank Sinatra.
Up again so early because that is what
We of 'senior' age do...
Mind wants to play anyhow.
Yet nothing new comes to mind, except this
Bit of chatter.
Leafing now through one of my old books of
Poetry, my own, so I'll share of of my favorite
As We Move Through Life - Senryu
We must soar above
Frayed madness of wordly deeds
That singe our spirits
(now back to bed I go)
Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
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