I lay across my bed thinking many thoughts.
I lay across my bed thinking what has this new year brought?
I lay across my bed wondering will it forever be just for one.
Or is there another to come?
I lay across my bed anticipating a new day.
I lay across my bed anticipating a new way.
I lay across my bed just thinking thoughts.
I lay across my bed.

This is my poetry, please do not try to steal it. I would really hate to have to sue someone.
Unice Lacey.