![]() No PantsA Poem by DaughterNature“I see you did decide that pants are overrated,” as he stumbles from bed, blue-striped boxers winking from the doorway. He’s going to rescue cinnamon buns from the oven and bring me a glass sweating with milk. The dog grunts and gets up to follow him then returns and hops up on his place in the bed. Tuesday, rainy and overcast, 10 o’clock, but we’ve nowhere to be but here. © 2014 DaughterNatureReviews
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StatsAuthor![]() DaughterNatureChicago, ILAboutI know I'll always be learning, but ready and willing to read and review! I have been writing for about 14 years, and I have had one short story published in a magazine. I love experimenting with diff.. more..Writing
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