Awkward Space

Limericks as stanzas.. is that a thing? In a little corner, by the window A tiny, potted, plant does grow Odd and unconventional Awfully untraditional But this is where I tend to go Something that feels so out of place Rejected, awkward, filler space An offbeat Few square feet In my mind, along the lines, I trace We share a moment every single day When our time is up, I want to stay Feet hit floor Out the door The world around looks beige and grey