Holes in the skirting

Poem

Sorry I’ve been away
it’s hard for the mind to play
in clutter
laid to rest

I did try my best
I did turn a thought
I did wish to come
- I sought

that known house
on that same road
with those tall windows
from where warmth glowed

I did knock round
once or, twice
- no one was home
bar, crumbs, and mice.

© Darius the Mate 08-10-22

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