Head-case
At the end of the day
When I pack away
All my thoughts into the suitcase of my mind
Sometimes I can't close the lid.
At the end of the day
When I pack away
All my thoughts into the suitcase of my mind
Sometimes I can't close the lid.
Thanks Christine and Sian.
This is an old one I found in the loft along with a whole bunch of poems I wrote years ago and forgot about.
I still can't close the lid though, nothing changes.
Absolutely! - and to add insult to injury they always slap a label on mine saying 'Heavy load - bend knees when lifting'.
:)
Cx
I know just what you mean. Sian x
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Anthony Emmerson
Thu 19th Mar 2009 23:53
Hi Carol,
So true. But you're lucky to have a suitcase. I seem to have degenerated into armfuls of frayed and ragged carrier bags. Must remember to recycle.
Regards,
A.E.