Friday, March 21, 2008

A POEM - JAVA BY TRAIN

JAVA BY TRAIN
Java was rolling by outside my window,
And I was slouching back in my seat,
Pecking at the keys.
It was a beautiful office,
A perfect writing den.
I’d look outside now and then,
See the rice paddies and the palms
And the overcast sky and think,
“now this is living. This is life.”

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