Renee Lewis Biography

I wish I had your wit
I wish I had your humor
I wish I had your memory
And your ablility to let the words
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I tried to think
Of a cute little ditty
That was upbeat
In Stanza
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I stand
Quietly
I watch
I see your mind wander
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I train my eyes
Looking above once again
A repetitive motion
Of a worry
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The number or words
That stumble
And tumble
Around in my head
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