What If You Woke Up Today With Only What You Thanked God For Yesterday
Big ole mansion is down to bones
All the pillars are standing
The gate's bolts are done
Why then does it look like we were robbed?
Where did the little things go?
What are pillars, without their arcs?
Ugly tables without the cloths
Grime and dirt beneath the paint
Wouldn't even pass for quaint
The little things, I want them back
Who knew the glass tower was held up by a screw?
Now it's gone and we're screwed
Lost the salty in the salt
When you talk to God recall
Big things matter, little things too
~RC
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Poetry Prompts 2
PoetryA second collection of original poems inspired by prompts from the internet. Sometimes all that is needed is a little prick in the water ball to have emotions gushing; prompts are kinda prickly for me...just saying. Anyway...here goes. #theprose.com
