I'm grumpy when the telemarketer callsat 6 am.On Saturday.Touch me not.I'd rather be sleepingor reaching out to friends,our words, flowers:Forget me not.Image by pasja1000 from PixabayCatch up on all the poetry prompts from Robert Brewer at Writer's Digest! Today's Poem-A-Day Challenge asks us to write a poem about 'touch'. Actually, my feet hurt from standing too long in the kitchen, but it's
Published on April 16, 2022 08:21