Growing In By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
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She woke up this morning
Alone, as always,
And muttered, "Sorry,"
To the pillows, the blanket, fitted sheets-
"Sorry for rolling around in relentness regret,
For the closed doors and polished shoes,
For the lead-footed burden of something
that could have been someone,
For sprinkling the bed sheets with sesame seeds
And the poignant crumbs of broken dreams.
Sorry, " she said,
For growing in instead of growing-
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Out she goes,
And guilty stumbly down the sidewalk she
Regrets caging herself in a bedroom of incoherent apologies.
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