Home Poem by Sophia White
Home
Through two doors.
Rows of books.
Swinging door.
Eleven to pause.
Eleven to top.
At double doors
Pause and stop
Turn off phone.
Then go in.
Going home
Through double doors.
I’m home again
On upper floor.
Friday, February 16, 2007
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4/26/2024 4:19:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice, I like it. especially the pause part, I could feel my legs doing that. for me I would have put something like 'i take them one,4 of two, pause, one,4 of two' cuz' that's how I run up. -landrey