Norman Van Horne

(Bridge Port, Connecticut, USA)


Poem by Norman Van Horne

I often sit here gazing
At four walls painted bright
And I think how nice life can be
When things are going right.
How nice it feels when you get old
To daydream day by day.
It's like living life all over again
As you pass the time away.
If ever you feel discouraged
Just tnink about the past
And you'll have pleasant memories
That will forever last.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003