but first through a keyhole
inside;
is a spouse and friend,
me, as the only child and
toys at play,
corridors through the
backdoor up
is a father outside, with
hired hands,
are full cares of sheep,
chores and sleep.
and there's a day to a thief
a day that doesn't know of
itself.
then something daily wants to
be,
with me, than just be
remembered.
©️ john charley
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