November PAD Challenge, Day 13. Prompt: Write a "letter" poem.
my dear, you did not
understand, my thin and
pleading words were
all for your good, the
sun rising and
setting a distraction
counting stars my new
occupation, collecting tears
in wide-mouthed jars,
writing out grocery lists,
the buy-one-get-one free
topping the list, storing up
for the future and
hoping these few lines
will find you
well
I am yours
always
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