Like lemons strung on the ceiling
Twinkles reflected
in your eyes
Dimly lit
Hardly penetrating the darkness
Dust gathered on them
Suspended in sadness
Hardly any brightness
In their life
It's a lonely life
For a fairy light
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Household poems
PoetrySome poems about house hold objects! -fairy lights 🛸 -Duvet -The coffee pot
