Beholden
She never stopped talking, but now silence is golden
She ran off with the lodger, to him I'm beholden.
Entry for
Hit me with an Epi-Pen Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Maureen McGreavy.
30/11/2019. Placed7th.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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