Poem By ivor or ivor.e hogg
I find these days quite frequently.
I slip into a semi trance.
When meditating quietly
on fate and changing circumstance.
I close my eyes to contemplate
Which seems quite sensible to me.
It leaves me free to concentrate
On what I think not what I see.
Of course my wife accuse me
of napping when I’m in a trance
But she does enjoy teasing me.
A little when she gets the chance.
I can’t deny it’s possible
I dropp off when I’m comfortable.
But I do not believe I do.
Although my wife insists it’s true.
Wednesday,03 November 2010
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