Author Jonathan Chaves The day drags on, as long as a year! Feeling bored, I put aside my books for a while. No horses ever reach this place, beneath the pines ā I'll have to play this game of go against myself. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments