I'm here again
The sneaky little poem behind your ear again
Hiding in the back of your mind
I think you'll find me when you try to sleep
As I gently creep my way into your consciousness.
I'm here again
That awesome poem you can't recall again
Making its way as you fall to sleep
As you fall deep into slumber
I'll be gone soon as a number of other thoughts take my place.
I'm here again
You'll never quite catch me when I dissappear again
Only in your mind as you sleep
Never to reap the reward of the written word
Never to be heard.
I never heard him again
My favorite poem I can never see again
Only ever visit in my sleep back then
Only when I sleep would it creep and make me aware it was there
Only there where I could not reach it
Would never preach it
Would never write it down
It's not around, it did not take root
This, is just a tribute.
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Author:
John_Bingham (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Maybe it's time to keep a notepad next to the bed.
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Comments2
They can be like riches and fly away.
It is funny how elusive they can be. You can even remind yourself to write them down, and yet still not succeed. Great read!
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