Dropping The Paisley Poem by Donal Mahoney

Dropping The Paisley

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What more can I say?
This beautiful woman
lived in my house
and now she is gone,
sailing or flying,
swimming or walking.
I don't know where.
So please,
tell the woman
I live with now
it's time again
to dropp the paisley
over the parakeet.
I'll be upstairs,
tell her,
getting ready for bed.

Friday, October 19, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: swimming,woman
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Wright 23 October 2016

Longing for a lost love.

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