Sunday, 18 September 2005

Today's Dinner
The days change
with the tide
coming in a wash
leaving only a memory.
The sun shinning
through your window
you can't hide.
It is time to start the day.
As it rolls on the work gets done.
It would be a lie to say
you remeber all you've done today.
As it gets dark your not finished.
You have to get started.
You scrub you wash you clean.
It's been days since you've had time.
Without a dinner...
you could have died.

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