Staring At Wet Rings
Lazily I stare at wet rings on the table
One for the bottle and one for the empty glass
The bottle lies still as I peel off the label
And hope that her leaving like all bad things will pass -
I smile through tears as I drink to that blue eyed lass
7/22/2017
Poetry contest Th Sound of Pages In The Night for Sara Kendrick
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2017
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