Monday 6 March 2017

NaPoWriMo 2015 30

Today is the end.


So, in the end, we simply sat and drank tea.
No-one had thought to bring apples;
The sandwiches for lunch were forgotten;
The biscuits all got crumbed in their packet;
The coffee planned for mid-morning was cold;
The toast was burned black;
The fried eggs all had broken yokes;
The cat knocked the orange juice off the table;
The dog was sick on the sofa;
The day started badly and went downhill.


© 2ndwitch, 30/04/15

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