Poem -

wardrobes + stuff

i smiled at the hangers
trying for kind
but they're only black plastic
they don't have a mind, still

they looked real lonely
all hanging there
in a deader's old wardrobe
with no clothes to wear,

sad.

M ~

 

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Shirley Harrison

How very beautiful the absence of a being locked up in a wardrobe, your poetry always touches me dear Marion. 🌹

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Marion

Thankyou Shirley, when you stare at inanimate objects long enough you do wonder if they are staring back ....hugs x

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