Good RiddanceA Poem by krislianeGlad to finally be rid of that dining room table, Its 6 matching chairs And the glass-doored buffet. We spoke of it wide-eyed in bed last night After months of chipping the last of the wine glasses And breaking the final steak knife clean Between the blade and handle From 11 years of hard gripping. We sold them on e-bay to a couple in the village For far less than they were worth, but no matter for money. You said, "I'm so glad it's finally gone," and found My foot with yours, down under all the covers. © 2008 krislianeReviews
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5 Reviews Added on March 24, 2008 Authorkrislianeboulder, COAboutthe littlest bit about myself i can tell is that i grew up out of texas dirt and successfully made it to colorado. my twenty-ninth year i learned to telemark ski. my thirtieth i learned to climb rocks.. more..Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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