Wipe me clean
Put me away
Store me safely for another day
When you feel it's all coming to an end
Too late, far gone, nothing left to mend
Pluck me as I wait patiently on a shelf
For you to realize within yourself
That she leaving
And I'm still here
you should've picked me first, my dear.
YOU ARE READING
Oh, You Go Sailing
PoetryFeatured by Wattpad Poetry in Heart Stains highest rank #39 4/30/18 My third collection of poetry...all of my 'my dear,' poems (that was almost the name of the book!). Thank you to all my fans for the love on my previous (ranked!) work. I love you a...
