Poetry

Daily Prompt: Locked

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I’m locked out of this world a place we call home

A place that keeps us warm when we are cold.

A place that sometimes feels welcoming and other

times a place we feel like an outsider.

Being locked out isn’t so bad this time around

for it’s so nice outside that maybe I’ll take a walk.

The sun is shining and the flowers are blooming, and

the bugs are all around but even they can’t ruin my good mood.

I welcome being locked out today, for looking in on the outside

isn’t so bad today.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes