Dave Dunn

Rookie - 10 Points (Sheffield)

Growing Piles - Poem by Dave Dunn

Bliss comes
Bliss goes
Another thorn
From a faded rose
Once taken in with joy and smiles
Now thrown in pain on growing piles

Sometime maybe
Somewhere baby
Will we meet once more

Sometime baby
Somewhere maybe
Will we manage an encore

Just now the fog
is no memory jog
Of how this came to be

A break felt oh so painfully

Once days were filled with joy and smiles
While the washing up just grew in piles

Sometime maybe
Somewhere baby
We will meet once more

Sometime baby
Somewhere maybe
We'll manage that encore....


(c) Rhumour
January 9th 2010

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 18, 2010



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