The Same

Before I got my brand-new fridge (A sad necessity) I took a picture of the old one Just so I could see Exactly where each magnet went To help me recreate The placement of mementos I had used to decorate. For after I removed them And the door looked stark and bare, I never would have known exactly What or which went where. But once the new fridge took its place I easily arranged Each photo and each souvenir; (Just two or three got changed). I like when things remain the same (A fault of mine, I know) So finding ways to make that work’s For me, the way to go.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/31/2019 5:48:00 PM

Aw, this is nicely sentimental and relatable (if that's really a word). Cheers, Gershon

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 10/31/2019 10:03:00 AM

It is wonderful to see the reminders on the door of the frig of who we are loving in our lives.

Paul Callus

Date: 10/30/2019 6:08:00 PM

I'd never had thought of writing a poem about a fridge, Ilene, and yet you tackle such topics with enjoyable results. Regards // paul

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 10/30/2019 7:45:00 AM

My fridge door has only essentials – doctor appointments and vital telephone numbers. As for my take on Halloween, you surprise me, Ilene, most young people know Lady Godiva is a rock band that performs in the nude! Thanks for the stop by. / M

Matthew Anish

Date: 10/29/2019 8:10:00 PM

I post pictures and other things on my 'fridge", too, Nice ode! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Ts Poetry

Date: 10/29/2019 7:06:00 PM

Haha, I would have never thought of that