File Clerks Lament for Friend Tate

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File clerk’s lament.

 

I dreamt a dream of pure delight.

Then woke up to reality

I know it was a fantasy.

It satisfied my appetite

 for beauty which I rarely see.

Confined to grimy city streets.

My restless spirit was quite free

 to travel where it wants to be.

My mind is capable of feats.

Which are denied to my body.

I visit worlds where none compete

and all are treated equally.

Unlike this weary world of woe

 that’s all I am allowed to know.

 

Saturday, 21 August 2010

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Reviews

[Geralyn Miller]

I know if I had to be a file clerk,i would lament more loudly than this!

[Tate Morgan]

LOL You tweek my interest today .Oh I had a woman tell me I was as vain as she .To that I have to say Probably sadly true .But I recognize my weaknesses .And I still know myself when I look in the mirror.I of course think this is deserving of 100
Thank you my friend