Driving down poet avenue I'm looking for rhyme street It always feels like deja vu Except this time the rain is turning to sleet
I slip and slide around every turn I'm stuck in poetry town In my rearview mirror there is concern For it looks like I'm heartache bound
Mr winter I'll never find her The nights are getting cold I'll never see her again And the tracks I've left in the snow Reveal all the circles where I've been
How many time have I written it wrong Now the traffic light on poet avenue is broken down Where do I go as the night goes on Looks like I'm stuck in poetry town
Great poem ! I can completely understand ,for I too have been stuck in Poet Avenue .Im sure we’ve seen each other once or twice in Poetry Town. May we keep keep our chins up and finish the walk down Poetry Avenue
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Kathy