Late Night Poems Poem by Ivan Funk
Late Night Poems
Man those late night poems I write have sleepy eyes. They come from dreams where I'm busy ringing bells and watching the night stars. Here friend, a warm cup of coco, while you sit there by the fire.
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,eyes,fire,friend,night
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