Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2023
It's the little things that count for me
the door knocker,
the pattern in the rug,
the freckles
recklessly scattered
across your nose,
the one that's nearly in your eye for God sakes!
those sapphires
looking back at me
and the way things could have been.
Written by
ummily  Ham Ont Canada
(Ham Ont Canada)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems