I Wait Poem by Lauren Rosina
I Wait
I think sometimes about how great a writer I will be one day, whilst I do the chores
I imagine hours of writing behind a cluttered desk, when I feed the pet's
I feel the many story's I will write flex behind my rib's, as I lounge around with a novel in my hand's
I wait for excitment and drama and amazing thing's to pour out, during my rare visit's behind my computer
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5/6/2024 9:33:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
May your ambitions come true and many be inspired by your writing. Good one there