I Think I Am Lucky Poem by Phil Soar

I Think I Am Lucky



Sitting outside with my fingers just ready to type
Hoping to write something meaningful
Looking for guidance, imagining stanzas sublime
Sitting outside, with my thoughts
Waiting for things to rhyme
Though traffic goes by, I hardly hear the hum
Then there's silence, I wait for the robin to come
He sits by my side, inquisitively nodding his head
And I think I am lucky

Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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