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.