Night Home Vignette Poem by Bill Grace

Night Home Vignette

Rating: 4.0


We sit in the living room
She playing with her IPOD
I - writing.
very now and then
The puppy has launched
Across the floor
Triggered by the cat.
I will have Coke
for dinner.
Laurie has eaten
Her salad.
The dishwasher tells me
I am done.

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