Paper Writing – Some Simple Answers

For oft when on my couch I lie, my
Laptop on my extended knee,
Over the screen I often spy, some
Things that it fills my heart to see.
Not a host but enough stalks of
White and gold daffodils; dried
Roses from last spring, yellow
Amidst candles purple and blue.
The paper almost writes itself. This
Mellow afternoon, it’s easy to do.


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