As I sit here at my desk,
wondering what to write,
searching deep inside myself,
wondering if I'll get it right,
Knowing that I had done my best,
blundering in my life,
Every little task or quest,
everything in my sight,
So I sit here at this desk,
wondering what to write...
What I wanted all along
to have a place where I belong,
a place to love and call my home,
to write my songs and write my poems,
it may…
Added by Michael Calkins(aka)LonelySoul on April 21, 2010 at 7:00pm — No Comments
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