BookmarkA Poem by RodwonderA lock on time A place to pause Where have you been Where you are going
To take a breath Short on rest Before the night's out Taking in, what was read
Wanting more from words Should go on traveling The light pains my eye I must read on
Sitting by my hand Old friend How many pages turned How many more, to be read © 2008 RodwonderReviews
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