When ghosts and your imagination come together......
even flow?
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I went downstairs
Threw some darts
Assuring me, again
That I am not perfect
Thought of what it is
Willing it to be
Hope and a prayer
I am still just me
The trees, they are a dying
If only for the year
Sap slowing down
As if a hibernating bear
Cool winds complete the day
Allowing a good nights sleep
Dreams of yore, today, and fore
Infiltrate my sleep
I wake in the early morn'
Before the setting dew
Odd thoughts stirred me from my sleep
The ceiling and darkness become sheep
Wondering, why
Why, why, why.......
Fluff the pillow
May dreamland not be far
Back to reality
Sleep falls once more
A coded scene
Decoded and leaving more to be desired
I hit the spell check
American spelling, once again
Assuring me that I am not perfect
Control of mind and thought
Would make a good nights sleep
Where I hit triples and doubles
Singles, of the required numbers
Darts, straight and true
Cupid;
Did you ever feel you missed
The target of desire
Leaving a yearning heart
To assure, I am not perfect
I return to the basement
Picked up the darts
Joining the rest of the world
Threw some darts
Assuring me, again
That I am not perfect
Thought of what it is
Willing it to be
Hope and a prayer
I am still just me
The trees, they are a dying
If only for the year
Sap slowing down
As if a hibernating bear
Cool winds complete the day
Allowing a good nights sleep
Dreams of yore, today, and fore
Infiltrate my sleep
I wake in the early morn'
Before the setting dew
Odd thoughts stirred me from my sleep
The ceiling and darkness become sheep
Wondering, why
Why, why, why.......
Fluff the pillow
May dreamland not be far
Back to reality
Sleep falls once more
A coded scene
Decoded and leaving more to be desired
I hit the spell check
American spelling, once again
Assuring me that I am not perfect
Control of mind and thought
Would make a good nights sleep
Where I hit triples and doubles
Singles, of the required numbers
Darts, straight and true
Cupid;
Did you ever feel you missed
The target of desire
Leaving a yearning heart
To assure, I am not perfect
I return to the basement
Picked up the darts
Joining the rest of the world
You've changed your place in this world!
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