Are there bathrooms in heaven, I have not found any in this section. I am still looking with cheer, do we even eat here. I would think angel food cake would be here for the crew, no devil foods cake here for me or you. The only throne I own, is in my living room where I talk on my phone. My throne will not flush, no water will rush. All gold~covered in jewels like autumn, with a soft satin pillow for my angelic bottom.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2021
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
to post a comment