Time to Sit

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2010 Poetry



Champagne will bubble in my flute

as soon as these words are done.

Maybe I’ll pour it over fruit,

then sip it slowly in the sun.



I just may pour a tiny few,

or many more may take my view.



Though when I’m done I’ll feel complete,

after thirty days of task.

It may be time to take a seat,

for a little rest is all I ask.


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