sitting by a window sill
seeing the outside
sun rays shining
leaving lines on the floor
dirty, dirty, dirty shag
beautiful with light
faded over years
of brightness lighting it
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I wish I were there!
Just a person's view on today's society
Africa
I wish I were there!
2 comments:
I love it.
I can feel the warmth of those gold bars of sun lighting the sun stained carpet from yesteryear.
Thanks
i was making and baking bread with grandma today. i told her about this poem. i really like it. i wish she could read it too.
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