The Ones I Love
By Donna M. Monnig
It’s always said, when
push comes the shove,
That we hurt the most
the ones we love.
Knowing that is
nothing new,
I just never realized
it was true!
They take the brunt
when I go for a ride,
They have no one
to take their side.
I stab them with gravel,
I soak them in rain,
I treat them like objects,
I ignore their pain!
I walk all over the
ones that I love,
These boots of mine
that fit like a glove.
I wear them out
I wear them so often,
I’m sending my love
straight to the coffin!
©Donna M. Monnig
Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge was to write a love song to an inanimate object. As you can see, I’m passionate about my boots!
What inanimate objects do you love?
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