5am Story

Last few nights in this little old place,Sheets of rain on the window,

Half-packed boxes in every corner 

And your rolling snore beside me. 

Gathering together the last few memories 

Before we wrap them neatly in newspaper,

Stuff them into cases 

And sit cross-legged,

Waiting for the next part of the story to begin.

KD16

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