A Mornings Word 11/08/07 Poem by wordsy wright

A Mornings Word 11/08/07



Where notions lead we follow
like lemmings to the ledge
and upon inspiration we borrow
against all bets we hedge
our thoughts now born in sorrow
whose depths have known the dredge
of a search now for the morrow
as we stand along the edge

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