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bare-footed
by Emily Davidsonbare-footed
he comes to the door
lets me in
squinty eyes
messy hair
sleepy face
up the stairs
we go
to his dark room
and the unstable bed
with sloppy sheets 03/01/2007 Author's Note: comfortably familiar.
Posted on 03/01/2007
Copyright © 2024 Emily Davidson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/26/07 at 11:30 AM Two lovely stanzas, the last of which has that lucky someone coming through the door and walking up stairs towards some sort of heaven, we presume? |
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