Imagine you’re dust
A life of laying around
With lots of your friends
Looking all the world
Like frost on wood in sunlight
Unseen when it’s dark
And with any luck
You will only have to move
When company comes
©2016 Annette Rochelle Aben
Imagine you’re dust
A life of laying around
With lots of your friends
Looking all the world
Like frost on wood in sunlight
Unseen when it’s dark
And with any luck
You will only have to move
When company comes
©2016 Annette Rochelle Aben
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A fantastic poem that left me laughing. 🙂
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Thank you! I took the pledge to put my dusty house to good use… 😉
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I have to get to my Christmas cleaning. I’m sooo not in a hurry. 🙂
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An very humorous read
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Thank you! Doing my bit to not take everything so seriously! 🙂
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