Treasure Island

Uriah Hamilton


Wineglass Saturday Night


Wineglass Saturday night is sweet
Worshiping all the girls
Who throw back their hair and laugh
When they notice my lonely gaze.

My life is Sunday morning strawberry jam
Smiling at the morning news,
Not letting any current currency of despair
Bankrupt my bountiful spirits.

Submitted: Saturday, January 27, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, January 05, 2011

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  • Sandra Fowler (1/30/2007 9:08:00 PM)

    You are always so genuine. You handle contrasting moods here with fine creative skill.
    Ten without hesitation.

    Kindest regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (1/28/2007 11:52:00 AM)

    Sounds like that wine is pretty strong Uriah. Sounds good though! I do love strawberry jam too. A pleasure to read this one.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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