all day, he rubs
and polishes the fruit.
pears
and apples. setting
them one by one
upon the pyramid he's
built.
the shine will
catch your eye. it
always does.
taking one from the top,
I choose you.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
1 comment:
Aww --sweet. No seriously. It is a small sweet poem.
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