Under a blanket

A Poem by Jon Roggie

New place.

Waiting for the utilities.

Also furniture.

Kerosene lamp provides light,

and we manage to keep warm.

Early days,

both shy.

Both of us hiding,

holding tight beneath a blanket.

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Added on November 2, 2017
Last Updated on November 2, 2017

I tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..

Been a stretch