One Hundred and Counting
About passing one hundred poems on this web-site
If you asked me if I'd ever have 100 poems
I'd have said that you were off your rocker
But years from now there may be tomes
With copies in a high school locker
You see, I've been bitten by the poetry bug
And will keep writing till I've nothing more
To say in a poetic form, wait, I need a hug
If I wrote longhand, my fingers would be sore
As they say, tomorrow is another day
If again I am so moved to put words down
To the catalog, a poem or two, I may
Add, and then take a breath and frown
Copyright 2009 - Mindy Makuta (aka MyFairLadyah)
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