Don't Waste A Life Poem by me poet yeps poet

I am wasting this beautiful life
sleeping all day all night
the snows keep me indoors
as I am not independent
but this laps top befriends me
more than does my own kith and kin

I reveal my inner self to the world
far and wide
and within my shell of loneliness
then I slide
I can't that hide

a lovelydog
they give me as a present
in this self wrought prison
I think 'tis the best present
as words flow out of me
like the Niagara
which also now has been rendered solid
if you want to melt my words
douse a candle.