Alison Smith (22nd February 1957 / Orange, New South Wales, Australia)
Poems by Alison Smith : 25 / 198
Crazy I must be
Crazy I must be to accept your invitation.
Crazy I must be when I know how it will end
Crazy I must be to think I'll enjoy it
Crazy I must be to spend the night.
You offer nothing but your enjoyment
You give no more than is needed
You take all and more
You must think me crazy or stupid.
What is the final outcome
Will it be me dead on the sand?
Why do I seek this danger
Where am I heading too.
Alison Smith
Submitted: Sunday, December 09, 2007
Edited: Friday, April 29, 2011
Poems by Alison Smith : 25 / 198
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Alison that is a bit optimistic view of things. A sad reflection on life especially the line. Will it be me dead on the sand? Sad and meaningful this poem, I just hope it doesn't reflect your own life. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend.
David