Shimokini The Abendrot Poet Poet Free verse

The Red Telephone Box

The uniform-clad
Little boy and girl
Topped with
Matching hats
Standing
Near the exit of the station
Cram school is done
For the night
Making excuses
To stay
The tree
Stays aglow
Through the night
The little boy
In the red T-shirt
Calling the
Telephone box
Mom, can I stay over?
His friends
Patiently
Chittering among themselves
Excitedly
The randoseru
On their backs
Shiny
Rainbow of leather
Gleaming of hope
In their eyes
Adoring
Joy
The old
Red telephone box

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