Stuff Poem by Christopher Tye

Stuff



Stuff

Stuff acquired along life's path,
Trinkets from our travels,
Using dead space to store stuff,
Finding uses for all your old stuff,
Filling up the attic with stuff worth hanging on to.


By Christopher Tye

Thursday, August 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: belonging,procession
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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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