I had been feeling distraught all morning When I noticed a pin prick of light Coming through the closed blind It made me feel better to think a tiny hole Couldn’t keep the sun out Ms Penny taught us about light How slivery, how bendy it can be Creeping into the smallest space Like bad thoughts chewing the mind The ones you cannot banish With brown paper and string I tied the parcel with a bow We had yet to take the trip back home To return an unwanted gift To an unwanted part of my life Nothing can make up for the scars on my back… ©AnitaDawes2022
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