Poem of the Day 4/10/20

Poem of the Day, poetry, Uncategorized 1 Minute

Through the blinds, the sun

Flickers, leaving lines of shadow

Across the empty breakfast table

Published by E.H. Decker

E.H. Decker is the name of a pen, like Mark Twain, not A.T. Cross. Said pen belongs to a father of two writing between jobs on movies, parenting and obsessing over movies, tv, music, wine and words. Comments here are encouraged so long as you can be respectful to others and you have actually taken the time to read what you're commenting on.

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