Turning

Turning turning round again
Spinning spinning flowing wind
Whispered dreams float softly by
Twinkle glimmering in my eye
Plowed into the field of light
Drink yourself into the night

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.