The Milkman Poem by Kelvin Rush

The Milkman



I never see the milkman no more
I miss our chats at my front door
Red top gold top and titty milk
Stood in my nightie made of silk

Thursday, April 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle,memories
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