Friday, April 11, 2014

My White Room Comments

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Bleep, bleep, with eyes closed I can hear
Bleep, bleep, I open my eyes and stare
Last I remember was my own room in cheer
And now a white room all around I fear
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Darlene Walsh
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White Monkey 28 July 2015

i like this poem. it brings me back to the past when I visited the hospital

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