It Was An Ordinary Kind of Day
It was an ordinary kind of day,
You had left me to go to work
And drop off Denny at school
A factory klaxon was sounding
In the distance; and I pictured the
Morning shift dragging the night's
Dreams inside
Outside, the peach trees we had
Just planted, bowed to each other,
As though acknowledging their taste
And then that picture on the mantelpiece
Brought night in to the breezy light room,
Tugging at my shirt collar like a debt
But I turned away to the blue sky; and
The bowing peach trees asked why?
Copyright © Peter Lewis Holmes | Year Posted 2016
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