Miss More

Blues | A Poem

In A Little Bit Of Poetry on 23/02/2014 at 3:02 PM


Lonely in a group of four

Six, eight, ten

A million

Table for one

I’ll take dessert to go  and

Sit in my corner

Tapping my feet to the silence

This is life

Confiding to the looking-glass

Waiting for the blues to pass


Until we meet again, Miss More


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