Ill Swill Spill

It’s been a while, but I’m on the mend.
Away too long, from pooems from my end.

My first drop of brown to land this week.
It left in such hurry, barely even a squeak.

A monumental task as I’m still not quite well.
But enough to fill the bowl with a gentle swell.

Short and sweet that how this pooem ends.
On to bigger and better things that I can tell my friends!

Pure Pooetry

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