Your Day
For nine months you carried me
For sixteen months you nursed me
For eighteen years you sheltered me
And for the twenty three years you were there for me
I give this day to you
For the next twenty four hours I'll be here for you
For every minute I'll cater to you
For every second I'll show you that i appreciate you
For this day is all about you
Today is your day
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Girl in my Dream | 0 | 07/24/2013 |
| Paradise | 0 | 03/03/2012 |
| High Seas | 0 | 02/01/2012 |
| Farewell | 0 | 01/11/2011 |
| Your Day | 0 | 04/29/2010 |
| Atomic Love | 1 | 04/28/2010 |
| The Truth | 1 | 06/12/2009 |
| The Mirrow | 1 | 06/11/2009 |
| Statistics | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| Pride | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
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