RANDOM WEDNESDAY

Have you ever been in a meeting or a class and the only thing you can think of is food? You are just sitting there nodding as if you are following what is being said when in reality, you are far away. When the moment of your disgrace comes, your stomach will let out a loud rumble😊 or you will be asked a question that you won't be able to answer for obvious reasons 😊😊😊

WANDERING SPIRIT
O wandering spirit of mine
Come back and be in line;
Let me cease to dwell in between
For I am neither here nor there.
Like an absent presence,
I sit, I smile, I gaze, I speak
Though I am far away…

He speaks; she squeaks
I cannot but see
The happiness that leaks
From all but me…
I can’t help my longing for a repast
As my belly rumbles fast
And my mind wanders still…

O wandering spirit of mine,
Come back and be in line
Let me cease to dwell in between
For I am neither here nor there.

©Nikoslexie 2012
Revised 2016

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