Daily dawns another day;
I must up, to make my way.
Though I dress and drink and eat,
Move my fingers and my feet,
Learn a little, here and there,
Weep and laugh and sweat and swear,
Hear a song, or watch a stage,
Leave some words upon a page,
Claim a foe, or hail a friend-
Bed awaits me at the end.
-Dorothy Parker
Kim Rice
2022-09-07 17:53:49 +0000 UTCSteven Malc
2022-09-07 17:16:11 +0000 UTC