Nothing Under My Bed Poem by Lisa Weeks
Nothing Under My Bed
Daylight hours too,
Can be insidiously cruel.
I'm sunshine on a cloudy day,
And I'm nobody's fool.
My manners will last longer,
Than any pain he can bestow.
The lessons from my intimates,
Outlive the insults he can throw.
There are still rainbows
Where my heart beats.
Look! He is walking
up the wrong street
For I am no longer his home
......
Monday, February 10, 2014
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