Mara Calls
All things can tempt me from my chosen chore.
A cup of hot chocolate or ancient lore.
My dog, his belly up, thinks we should play.
with simple things Mara lures me away.
My poetry waits, carved upon my heart.
Waits faithfully for Mara to depart.
A single poem slipped under my door.
Pen to paper, to screen, to paper once more.
Then wait! At my door someone is pounding.
Three friends enter, their chatter abounding!
2/21/2020 All Things Can Tempt Me Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Beth Evans
Copyright © Alison Hodges | Year Posted 2020
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