Diving InA Poem by Marie HarrisonA fantasy poem.
Diving In It was a fresh crisp starched cotton Chino skirt Monday morning, Coffee in hand jetting down The interstate like a mad woman, Off to get my new job.
My days of sobs and tears are over, Bad days are in my rear view window. My days of grandeur Are ahead for me to sow.
Days drenched with almond honey And orange blossoms.
Nights filled with the Fresh cedar and bourbon.
My fringe benefit from Working in an office Stacked with handsome men.
Life is good when You dive in head first! © 2010 Marie HarrisonReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 23, 2010 Last Updated on August 23, 2010 AuthorMarie HarrisonAtlanta, GAAboutMomma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more.. |

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