all day the saucepan with the red lid
scoured
shining
the routine the familiarity of it
thrall of decades
stirring the gravy
boiling the peas
fastening back the handle
washing up
all day the saucepan with the red lid
all day the saucepan with the red lid
disturbs
All day the saucepan
ReplyDeletewith the red lid yearns
for the red wheelbarrow
and the watermelon
so cold and so good
Ah Rob, I had 'so much depends so much depends' at one point but deleted it. Thanks for you response.
ReplyDeleteoh, I love this, Sarah! (and Rob's too :))
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