Discover me! I’m talented
And hell, I’m modest too
Don’t leave me here to fester
With the rest of this motley crew
My forte's not statistics
And numbers aren’t my scene
Working in an office
Never was my dream
I want to be a writer
Earn my living with my pen
Be rich, have a town house in London
Be surrounded by adoring young men!
But I’m still here in the Library
And the future is growing black
Like I am a book no-one borrowed
Destined to stay on the rack
©cih00
starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.