You are done we are done
Never knew attachment could grow
In so short a time
But you waited day and night
Steadily and silently
White always white
I wanted you thick
And strong not thin
A solid satisfying roll
Now I must let you go
Release you to the bin
Put a replacement in
“EPITAPH” is a response to a friend’s challenge to write a poem during the early stages of “lockdown.” Inspiration struck of a morning. 🙂
Submitted by Angel Brazil, Orange County – Laguna Woods.