We all lived together at some point:
Miss Tattle-Tale and I,
you and Lady Prankster.
We grew out from under
one another's shadow
and now we ought to give
you away in high fashion.
At least this time
it will be official,
with formal invitations.
____________________________________________________
Miss Tattle-Tale and I,
you and Lady Prankster.
We grew out from under
one another's shadow
and now we ought to give
you away in high fashion.
At least this time
it will be official,
with formal invitations.
____________________________________________________
Prompt: Write a poem that remembers an old relationship
Today's Writing Setting: In bed, around 11:00 a.m.
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