I think that I shall never see
My life return to normalcy.
A life where rubber had no part
But now whose mention thrills my heart.
And keeps me thinking all the day
Of how I can find time to play.
A life where I am free to think
Of other things than stamps and ink.
And life was calm, and life was quiet,
But I saw a stamp, and I HAD to buy it.
And the rest, as they say, is history . . .
I don't have stamps . . . my stamps have me!
(By: Peggy Crowe)
3 comments:
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Love this poem. And, I've added your blog on the ones I visit.
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