Where is the passion,
we had in the beginning?
Everyday seems like,
The same old thing.
I am getting board.
I know it is not,
worth leaving.
I know that it,
will work out,
in the end.
Is it me?
Am I being uncontent,
or did our life,
really loose it's purpose?
Either way,
I will persevere.
and when it gets too much,
for me to bare,
I be dead.
LIFE GETS TEDIOUS DON* IT ~ BRIAN & ANGELA
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The SUN comes up
An* the SUN goes down
The hands on the clock
Keep on goin* around
Ye just get up .......
An its time to lie down
LIFE GETS TEDIOUS DON* IT !
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All over the WORLD
WE are locked down
WE cant even travel
To a seaside Town
Nobody smiles ~ a Global Frown
All because of B*O*D* COVID
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iF YOU*RE LOCKED DOWN
Nil Deperandum
The Weather*s good
Get out yer TANDEM
With yer MATE on BOARD
Strike out at RANDOM
And end up SOMEWHERE SPECIAL !
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Look up to Heaven
Trust the LORD !
It lifts depression
When yer trust in GOD
A CHRISTIAN
Should BE NEVER ~ BORED
Cos HEAVEN is ETERNAL !
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Thanks for readin* LOVE
Brian - Angela - Smokey Cat !
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- Authors: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym), ANGELA & BRIAN
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- Finished: June 7th, 2020 22:30
- Limit: 6 stanzas
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- Comment from author about the poem: Persistence is key
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