File Cabinet Poems - Poems about File Cabinet

...We never know All the memories we seem to keep Come out at night as we sleep Everyone seems so very near Pictures that are crystal clear Many we had hoped to forget Yet in the file cabinet t......

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...Jewelry box goodies attic holds years of clothing file cabinet nightmare......

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... William, you may be too young to realize that Audrey is a "Plane Jane", and certainly no prize. Anyone saying she loves you would be feeding you lies. There are many maidens more attract......

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...The Candlemaker’s Office was sparsely filled. The worn brass door knob — a patina countless hands slipping over its surface, polished and discolored ......

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...(TO: One of my favorite appendages) My shoulder bag is important to me It bumps against the side of my knee When I wear it there is no ......

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...*Clack tap clack* The teacher paces around the room She whispers to the air I’ve done it …. Oh my gosh!! This is entirely wrong… Tsk….. I’m a murderer I’m insane aren’t I…!!! She sits down......

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...silence rules the night shadows move about rain falls like tears weeping wind bows to no one yesterday has been packed away tiny boxes and envelopes stored in the unsuspect......

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...Scribbled words hastily written are hard to decipher were found in a folder attached to an important document, it wouldn't ever been brought to light and know flair... hadn't I not searched for an......

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...Written by Paula Swanson Here at my desk I sit, with silence all around. Just the hum of the frig, a clock in the background. An old brass lamp with green shade, sits back, off to the ri......

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...I looked in the file cabinet but I could not find it there. It obviously had not been filed; I began to look elsewhere. I looked on the lamp table beside the green armchair. Only to find my poem......

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...An eyesore in the community as progress takes its toll. Windows broken, rust on the old metal frames Vacant, dust filled, old broken file cabinet in the corner Taking a walk through it, I could fe......

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...I have been where you are now, I know how life gets depressed by your situation empty pockets and every thought you entertain contains illegal means to get green for this American dream I can r......

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