A random poem on thoughts on my mind. No one in my mind.


I CAN NOT GIVE YOU THE AWNSERS YOU SEEK

I can not tell you the awns er my friend ,

Oh how wish I could ,

All I can do is guide you some of the way ,

Then it's up and down too ,

To find your answer's

Our road's will meet up , time too time ,

The we can sit down on the grass verge ,

Talk some , have a cupper , eat a sarny together ,

I prefer ham with tomato , you preference maybe Cheddar ,

With sandwich spreed , pickled onion , maybe ,

Then we can talk how things went , and going on right now ,

Fore now lets hug , As depart , your road lays ahead ,

I wish you well , we will meet again , my friend

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Poet



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Written on 2011-03-02 at 19:42

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Count on it, Ken. I'll have mine with corned beef and horseradish.
2011-03-05


Morpheus
You always write the most amazing stories and poems about the human spirit. Sir, you sit amongst the elite of writers who write about the heart, soul, and world. As I sleep, I bid you a wonderful day. As I wake, I say.. MORNING, sir.. Thank you for sharing with all of us....
2011-03-04


John Ashleigh
Brilliant, Ken. Just brilliant.

I love the light-spirited way that you write. Keep sharing!

Your friend,
John.
2011-03-03


Bob
We certainly will my dear friend. Thank you!
2011-03-02