T. P. Martin

(Smiths Grove, KY, USA)

My Guest In Thought - Poem by T. P. Martin

Sometimes I get so busy, a doing this and that,
But then in thought you'll come to me, I always stop and chat.
Your presence is warmly welcomed, as it carries me away,
My heart will feel much lighter, as we recall the happy days.
These feelings are priceless, so with money they can't be bought,
Because, My Dear, you come to me, a welcomed guest in thought.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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