ballet slipper pink

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 09, 2016

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I was painting your room

the day I lost you.

 

The color was called 'ballet slipper',

your father said

it was just pink.

 

You would have understood the difference.

 

It was hard to reach high enough

and the step-stool felt steady.

But I was clumsy with you growing so big.

 

I stumbled

and fell

and I lost you.

 

Your father blames me.

I blame myself, too.

 

The day I lost you,

the sun was shining.

 

Now my days are dark.

 

When I lost you,

I lost my heart.

 

Gone forever, 

in a shade of ballet slipper.


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