Duct Tape On a Windowsill
Tattered Grey -
It bends against an unkind wind;
An ugly thing so commonplace,
Against a leaky corner.
A thing so grand has never been
So thin -
And yet it hangs;
Against the heavens weathered attempts
To prove it wrong.
It lasts so long -
Holds tightly, oh so tightly;
Not squandering it’s mighty will -
Duct tape on a windowsill.
Copyright © Tammy Armstrong | Year Posted 2006
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