all you get is "nonsense,"
Here is tonight's offering...
Sleepless in Iowa
So much for sleeping in the wee small,
3 o'clock, and I'm just staring at the wall.
Worry might be the reason for this loss,
Whatever it is, will in the morning, make me
Lonely nights make for long and lonely days.
'Tis dreams of distant times and far off places
that I crave,
Yet there is nothing I have learned:
Except this one 'great truth'
Ne'er to return,
Those fond memories of youth.
August 03, 2006