Tulips & Daisies

And on those gloomy days,
when my wallet is empty,
When too low on pennies to afford a posy,
I'll sit through the night,
chugging glasses of coffee,
Making him tulips and daisies..
yes, 
The ones which smells paper and epoxy.
- Dr ASH

Thank you for taking the time to read this small poem.you have my sincere gratitude. I hope you enjoy it. Please email me or leave a comment if you have any smart ideas or recommendations on how I could write better.


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