Head On Her Shoulder
By birksy
Head on her shoulder, Tired through and through, Not far from home now. Stations look empty, No more lights past the window, And friends all asleep. Nothing to do, Look round the carriage, A man scribbling his thoughts, Smiles as best he can, Then returns to his book. Head on her shoulder, Not far to go, Give me a blessing, Send me to sleep. Written November 2nd, 2001 © on Nov 05 2001 01:24 AM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 10
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