Thoughts Of The Night
Why thou’st weave nests of worries while the world lain in rest,
Come friend lets lie in beds of straws sipping the liquor of life while men are digging mines in slumberland.
Jignesh Tailor
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/17/2020
Poet's note: Date: 16/07/2020 Spending time talking to a friend things of interest instead of worrying.
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