Slept on the top
Of a wooden bunk
It provided me
With safety
Rested my head
On the bar
Positioned toward
The television
Teeth latched 'round the sweet
Top layer of the oak
The material softened
Took many of my teeth
As it melted away
The top was safety
No one could reach me
I was protected
From curious fingers
I was toothless
With a gummy lisp
Tooth fairy cash
Felt mighty rich
Slept on the top
Of a wooden bunk
It provided me
With safety
A pillow over my head
So I didn't hear
The quarrels
Or thrashing furniture
Even now
I sleep on the top
Of a desk loft
It provides me
With safety...
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My Life Poetically-Dressed
कविताThis is a collection of poetry I wrote about each year of my life. Some years will have more than one poem. I know this platform is mostly for novels and such, but I felt like receiving feedback on my poetry. I hope you can feel heard, seen, and l...
