Sleep came
Painted such a pretty picture of you
Propped up in the chair
Then tiptoed silently away
Leaving a sign that spelt out
CHILD DREAMING
PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH
ALL MY OWN WORK.
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Poetry.com has awarded THE ARTIST AT WORK their 'Prestigious Choice Award' because it displays an original perspective & unique creativity judged to be the quality found most in exceptional poetry.
Ah...bless!
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