Say Goodbye
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Donuts, cookies, or whatever
You know they are not safe there
Especially when milk is close
They will be gone the minute you leave
© Poem – XXIV/XII/MMXXV
LRET
Guardian by Lord R.e. Taylor Standing over the grave Her eyes watch the ground She does only one job She is to stand there silently Her miss...
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