Late I Came To The Table Of Writing Poem by Terence George Craddock

it had been a long day delayed I was throughout the day
late I came to the table of writing in late afternoon
fading light to the table of writing even so tired I was I

did not write for awhile a little tidying up earlier thoughts
finishing a few split images on variations of thought before
finally settling into the night in time to a little writing do


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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