It's been a long hard day
I've just got up from bed And I wish I could be proud Of yesterday and what I've said After sorting through my things And deciding which to do I measure myself on the wall To see how much I grew I take out a pen, some paper And see what it writes Maybe today I'll do some justice To what is on my mind With a white chalk I draw On the great black board But the dust that I sneeze upon, Is what I'm aiming for It floats from my sight And far from where I stand Perhaps it will live out its days On another artist's hand (With another secondhand) (It floats from my sight To be secondhand Under the pen of another Lonely artist's command) Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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September 2016
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