A Pink Plastic bag

A room full of lush carpets and chairs, heavy cream curtains,
polished oak tables, paintings you would see in a gallery, not a speck of dust to be seen.

In the corner a dark pink plastic packet sat on the floor...

The woman walked into the perfect room in her tight fitting top and perfect pleated pants,, her face showed no feeling, she sat on the edge of the chair.

He walked in behind her and stood looking around, his eyes took in the room and the woman and he studied her face.

walking over to the pink packet he reached inside and pulled out the fluffy bear and the rag doll, walking over to her he lay her down on the chair and cuddled the toys around her, smiling he kissed her forhead and loosened her hair.

He watched her face relax into the joy of a girl and smiled.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
sometimes someone just knows how to reach you:-)

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Comments (7)

Mizzy4
Poignant write L.j.
Interesting ending......
Mick.

hug gift
TadhgusMaximus
I understand the meaning and the scene you have created so vividly ladyjewel...nice!

rose rose
TM
Girlygirl196349
So beautiful!!teddybear hug cheering angel bouquet
fjamesj9701
Simply nice and wonderful feeling, I expressed =)wine
orientalkoru
Beautiful.. And I totally agree with you my lady... Sometimes someone just knows how to reach you...teddybear thumbs up bouquet
cafetwo2010
Very creative and quite original dear. But I have a pink packet
you can write home about..Ok..almost behave.lol
Poetnumber1
Nice write sweet lady, I always fall into your words. Hugshug
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