ON THE STAIR

Suddenly this morning

I was without care

When without warning

We passed on the stair.

 

Daylight was dawning

And my mind was elsewhere

Busily yawning

When I saw you there.

 

Now sadness I'm scorning

And I long to share

The heart that's adorning

This love-stricken stare.

 

So - every morning

I dash down the stair

Hoping the dawning

Will see you there.

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M.C. Newberry

Fri 29th Jun 2018 02:27

Thank you, Hannah. I get a bigger kick from the word
"enjoyed" than any other I can think of.
Somewhere in my mind I think I had an odd stimulus from
lines in an old poem I recall (and enjoyed!) - excuse me if it's not 100% correct:
Lady Life's a thing in bloom,
Death goes dogging everywhere.
She's the tenant of the room,
He's the ruffian on the stair..."
MC

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Hannah Collins

Thu 28th Jun 2018 17:32

Haunting and mysterious.
Enjoyed reading.

Hannah

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