Lost In Comfort
Lost in comfort, to forget about you,
hidden away are the tears I cried.
Snuggled within the folds and softness,
of an old worn throw, with fringe tied.
Silken threads of russet, slide through,
my thoughtful fingers, one by one.
Each thread becomes a memory of you
when after all is said and done.
For the contest: A 1 to 8 lines
Placement: 1st
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2011
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