A Place I Use To Know
Peeking, purple, petals, poking through the grass,
Snowdrops dangling, creamy white through an ivy mass.
Time worn stairs, foot prints with a face,
Leading to a wooden porch;
A slouch, a tilt, a timeless grace.
Date: 3/3/22
For: Bite-size Poem No. 38 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Copyright © Paulette Calasibetta | Year Posted 2022
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