Weary``````` Poem by Ray Hansell

Weary```````



A one bedroom apartment
A table and a chair
A black and white TV
Why doesn't someone care?

I wear the latest styles
I think for myself
But yet, here I sit alone
Like a book upon a shelf

I hope one day I'll be happy
I hope it's very soon
For I am growing weary
Of this same ole tired room


8-1-2007/RjH

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Ray Hansell

Ray Hansell

New Jersey
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