Wrap It Up Poem by Edwina Reizer

Wrap It Up



When the day grows dim
I think of him.
When the times are grim
I think of him.
And all my thinking is for naught.
So wrap it up and stop the thought.

When the day is done
I think of him.
When there is no sun
I think of him.
And all my thinking is a drain.
So wrap it up and stop the pain.

When the days are cold
I think of him.
As my years grow old
I think of him.
And all my thinking is a woe.
So wrap it up and let him go.

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Edwina Reizer

Edwina Reizer

LAKEWOOD, NJ
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