The Bottom Of The Stairs Poem by Phil Soar

The Bottom Of The Stairs



I lay awhile where I had fallen
At the bottom of the stairs
I went up there as I heard her calling
From the bottom of the stairs

She wasn't there at all you see
She died when she was eighty three
But now I lay and hear sod all
I'd taken such a horrid fall

Friday, April 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: age
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