Happy behind my wall
Six feet wide, 8 foot tall
I hear the chatter of passers by
Hear them laugh, hear them cry
Some sing as they walk along
Others whistle a catchy song
I’ve heard people fighting, screaming abuse
Bones breaking, skin opened, same old news
I hear couple’s promise eternal love
And how they’ll free a thousand Doves
I’ve heard zippers making way, for the call of nature
The plea of a man hoping to tame her
Life flies by, out of my sight
That’s how I like it
Don’t pity my plight.
What wonderful observations, and they’re all auditory which makes them even more special, AND they’re all in a poem which makes everything awesome!
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Thank you, very kind..
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And we are happily hermiting I see. Laughing. Me too.
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What would we do without laughter and time? Thanks for viewing and commenting.
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