Taken To Prison

The blue pile was hidden from her view Left in a place to surprise her later Left by an uncaring, unthinking lout Who did not consider the mean glances Or the rumors to whisper Had left the house dreadful Broken plates on the floor teacups shattered She was fragile He was missing Hounds were called in, accusations were made The police did not believe her alibi Dreadful years later finding his old clothes. Created for Broken Wing Dear Heart’s Contest The Puzzle of My Rhyme