Charles Anderson

Thinking Of The Other Man - Poem by Charles Anderson

sitting alone at a table
waiting for the past
my life is like a fable
and it is going by fast
when will the trees grow tall?
when will the grass grow short?
sometimes people have too many problems to sort
luckily it's not me yet
I'm only just beginning
the sun hasn't set
it's looking at me grinning

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 9, 2011

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