Something, something for me to do,
I cannot think, my mind is blank,
I'm doomed unless my boredom leaves,
I'll ask not mom, not say to her,
I'm bored. For then, my head,
with chores, she'll cleave!
I wait, I wait for dear dear friends,
If they come tomorrow my love to lend.
That's hour, hours! So long away!
Give me patience. Please, Lord, I pray.
Our Fireworks
I took this picture at a fireworks display a few years ago.
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