Date Poem: Thursday, August Tenth, Two Thousand And Seventeen

Created by me on Microsoft Paint
@xstitcher (32274)
Petaluma, California
August 10, 2017 3:24am CST
Tired, though I Am, sleep eludes me. Tomorrow, I won't be worth much To help anyone, much less myself. To be Asleep, would be So sweet, how I wish... © Stacey Uffelman 8-10-17
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Dollar Boy
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10 Aug 17
Amen and thanks Stacey