August 08, 2013

Everyday Writing: Chapter 22

There are remnant thoughts
Stale food stuck to last night’s dishes
It is time for spring-cleaning
Letting in some fresh air
Too many tears and wasted time
And the pillows have gone moldy
The sun is out today drying the grass
And the wind is calling out to me

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Maira Gall