Family RESERVATION?-

Windows open, but the doors closed; Shut up are the cabinet doors; Running water from the faucet flows, pours; Down the counter top; Painted white ceilings but yet there’re dingy yellow; Family sitting at the dinner table yet they’re not together; Clock on the wall battery operated tics-tock-tics-tocks; Every second distance franticly; ~ Ever bodies looking the whole family looking for the mop; 6/3/2024 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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