by Unknown
Oct 2010 670 Views 23 comments
Stains
Stains on yellowed linens,
On arms of easy chair,
Tear stains on a pillow,
And stains in underwear.
Coffee stains on tables,
From burning midnight oil.
Stains on faded bluejeans,
From gas and grease and soil.
Tar stains on crooked teeth,
From years of sucking smoke.
And similar addictions,
Like coffee, tea and Coke.
Stains that tell a story,
Of life lived day by day,
Until the final staining
As life's blood drains away.
On arms of easy chair,
Tear stains on a pillow,
And stains in underwear.
Coffee stains on tables,
From burning midnight oil.
Stains on faded bluejeans,
From gas and grease and soil.
Tar stains on crooked teeth,
From years of sucking smoke.
And similar addictions,
Like coffee, tea and Coke.
Stains that tell a story,
Of life lived day by day,
Until the final staining
As life's blood drains away.
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Posted: Oct 2010
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Comments (23)
I can relate for sure, love the truth!!!!
Ginger
rob
Whatever, it's a great poem. Niah9
Of life lived day by day,
Until the final staining
As life's blood drains away."
an amazing perspective, loved it, thanks for sharing...
Thanks Andrew! Didn't know that, but anyplace called Staines needs regular cleaning to be really posh. Probably have servants for that...
Thanks Redex! I cleaned it up a bit for mixed company.
Thanks gypsy! Nice hearing from you!
Thanks Earl! All stains are grey in the dark.
Thanks cafe! Glad it brought a smile...
Thanks to all for your kind words!