Dropping The Paisley Poem by Donal Mahoney

Dropping The Paisley

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What more can I say?
This beautiful woman
lived in my house
and now she is gone,
sailing or flying,
swimming or walking.
I don't know where.
So please,
tell the woman
I live with now
it's time again
to dropp the paisley
over the parakeet.
I'll be upstairs,
tell her,
getting ready for bed.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Wright 23 October 2016

Longing for a lost love.

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