Year by Year

Work, play, rest
Murk, flay, test
Lurk, pray, crest

Head is jumbled
Mind is fumbled
Overencumbered is I
Too weighted down to fly
Too devoid of space to cry
All I can do I let out a brief sigh

Relax they say
Relax and pray
So I pray then lay down
Vanishing my worry
The blizzard clears, banishing the flurry

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McDream's Poetry

I write stuff. Mostly comedy. Probably unfunny, if it's not your cup of tea drink coffee.