Her Tray Today


Happiness in hands,

when it goes astray,

Feelings of betray,

I’ve laid down my tray,

crackers and cheese,

take me as you please,

Picky, sticky,

you leave it to be,

You will be free,

unfed like the bee’s,

Pollen is missing,

honey is dissing,

Flowers gone hissing.

I lay the tray,

do not betray,

I shall stay away

and eventually turn gray.

 

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