Questions Poem by Marilyn Jean

Questions



Round and round in my mind
This side or the other in bed
Cry or sigh is all the same
So often agitation reigns on me
Business is the only minor relief

The trap has worked to perfection
Where to go is not a good question
Who to go with sent me in blue tears
How and when freeze me inside out
Questions are tough and get tougher

Friday, September 9, 2016
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