I’m sitting by the back door
pawing for her to return.
It could be hours, but I can’t be sure.
I’m sitting by the back door
on the cold tiled floor.
Is that key I can hear turn . . .
I rest forlorn by the front door
pawing for her to return.
Time Stretches On
Published by writerravenclaw
I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school. View more posts
Writer Ravenclaw 