Morning After Midnight Poem by Dorsey Baker

Morning After Midnight



Morning is coming
into the sky
the sun begins to rise
its a big house
black widow spider creeps
across the silent floor
seeking a hiding place
in the bathroom
water is running loudly
someone must be showering!
I watch the spider
as I listen
for any sound
that might come unrecognized!

Saturday, December 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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