Used tea bags
It was a wonderful place
The garden had a lot of space
The windows would look nice draped in lace
I bout a few items already, a clock and a little vase
But there was an issue we had to face
The took the 'for sale' sign down
Causing a splinter which made me frown
The bricks were a rich chocolate brown
And the door knocker gleamed like a crown
The keys were ours
It was just a matter of time
The house would be ours alone
I was thinking of growing fruits like berries or lime
It's a perfect place to grow
The bump was just starting to show
A baby will soon be in my arms
A baby to bless us with their charms
Though the problem was still there
At first we dismissed the strand of a stranger's hair
And the misplaced chair
We just took extra care
Though what a shock it gave
As my hope began to cave
I feared for my life, never to be saved
In the sink , there i saw
As i had never seen them before
I had just came in, all alone
Warm used teabags and a broken phone
10.11.2020
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Poetry of a Blind Girl
Thơ caThis a complete collection of the poetry which I have written over my lifetime. I hope that you enjoy them!