Saturday, October 04, 2014

I

under mounds of smelly socks
and uncut vegetables
it remains lost

in dusty corners
and cluttered rooms
it hides

in bowls of soup
and unopened lunch-boxes
it disappears

in soulful hugs
and heartfelt kisses
i yearn to see it

in pro-mother rhetoric
is there a place for I?
will i find it?







0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home