Whim Poem by Lois Marie Thompson

Whim



I sit me down a little while
And then perchance there comes a smile
And there I am up again
To cater to my little whim.

Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: smile
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Lois Marie Thompson

Lois Marie Thompson

Marshall, Virginia, USA
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