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Nights Day Long
Robert Hawkins
Now so ever I humm a tune.
I never knew the song, title to.
Nights I lay back secluded comfort my sheets.
Turn my face look upon her. She in slumber I wait for morn's familiar grey.
Numb I lie next to her ever peering.
I await her awakening.
When once again.
I will be alone.
The night day long.
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bobby
note; I wrote a poem called bobby's porta-pot.
And I did state,, yet to come.
But I do and yet?
Honey,, believe?
Best is yet to come.
bobby
..for Wakeling,, I'm a boat and you are in the wake.
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: