Key To The Cottage Poem by james watkin

Key To The Cottage



Warmly, what does my hand enfold?
Mistrust as yours, can only
Gain from what's to be hid always!
Cant risk that; even briefly!
After the ring, bride's next request.
What in this petty-sized thing
Fits her peacock-rambling's idea
And refuge of depending.

Monday, June 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: home,wedding
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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