It really is so late, but I cannot sleep at all,
Sometimes because I just cannot—other times I'm on call,
Poems and poets my name call:
‘Isadora! Isadora—come—you won't again to sleep fall! '
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Great thoughts coined in a lovely poem depicting unusual friendship that transcends boundaries.
A beautiful poem with lovely wishes for your friends who stay in different corners of the world.
There are so many wonderful poets on this site, I keep coming back to read these fine artist, after all these years. Some of those I already know dearly. Thank you for sharing this!
May your day be filled with joy and rest too, dear Poetess, and always. God bless.
This lovely and heartwarming poem put a smile on my face. You can create a wonderful poem out of anything. What a thoughtful and unique write. We are from different corners of the world but we shared and united by the same passion. Very touching and thank you for your thoughtfulness.
A fascinating poem. Yes, what time of the day is it for all those other poets?
My, my! You are up very late! I hope that you can sleep better in the near future! Funny enough, I am often up late and up early too. I tend to descend into Poemhunter at the oddest times. Thank you for sharing another great poem! May you fair well wherever and whenever you are : )
Congratulations Isadora! It seem this poem struck a nerve as they say! Really a charming piece!