My Summer Nights

|# 57| Dust Bunnies |# 57|

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖: Write a poem about a speck of dust.

Dust bunnies hide in the cupboards and under my bed.

I know I should let them run loose outside, but I don't want yet.

I know it's not good,
but they're just too cute.

I should part with them, I know.
I wish I could let them go.