Just a clean new toy in a clean new box
Awaiting the one who will love me.
They took me away and removed the locks
To which I gained the freedom to see.
My home had a floor swamped with socks
Owned by a girl who would invite me to tea.
She cuddled me and loved me with kisses
That would be treasured upon my cheek.
She took me everywhere – I won’t be missed
And would always play a bit of hide and seek.
She always held my paw when making her wishes
And for the times when I really did reek
She would put me in the bowl next to the dishes.
She started to get older, I thought my time was up,
I thought the attic was my place to stay.
I would no longer be treated like a pup
But as a home for the spiders to array.
But Chloe never made me seem corrupt –
She held me ‘til time took us away.
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The Phillips Anthology
PoetryA mix of persona-styled poems as well as personal poems - poems which have been a reflecting upon my life and my view upon life. Some filled with dark, saddening poems, whilst others show hope and light. Enjoy reading these poems and appreciate all...
