MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Defined Time’

static noise
on the line
tells me
all is fine

jittery
on edge
coffee
smells divine

beads of color
precious gift
love shared
on a line

life purpose
full of
guided steps
taken by design

for some
its kids
for some its
glass of wine

there is no
right or wrong
a way that is
defined

oneness in
solitude
the life story
of mine

Poem read by the author

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