Waiting for granny's arrival.
To bring our daily supply of bread.
Which we needed to fill our belly.
For us to have something to stuff
In our mouths every couple of
Hours at work.
But granny seems to be late and
We are running out of time.
Working hours is fast approaching
And I haven't changed into my
Work clothes yet.
Granny please make haste!
We're all waiting.
For our supply of bread.
ow my comments are not registering here. ive commented til autumn breeze poem.
ReplyDeleteanyway this is the best poem and i really like it. poems so simple yet so powerful. the best poems i have read are poems about simple story telling yet it says a lot about life.
I wrote this while waiting for the not so old woman who manages the canteen store at the factory one morning. She was late and we were waiting for the newly delivered breads. So to kill time, I begin to write this one. hehehe
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