Poems from AnnWay1
It's a saturday, so I sleep in late.
Like always.
For once, though, Mom doesn't come down to drag me out of bed.
I'm too lazy to wonder why...
Dreams travel along
The glimmering strands of time
To inspire men
We're at dinner,
the three of us,
When the phone rings,
And I pick it up.
So casual,
so...
Unknowing.
He's on the line,
I'd recognize
His...