Tiptoeing outside the window
How have I never seen this before?
Each trip, the view never changes.
Rounding the corner
Elsa looks inside
Desperately seeking something new.
Keep searching
Elsa, my darling
Round another corner
Count your blessings
How is it that
I will not leave your bed
Even after
Fate made your kerchief red?
Author notes
Written July 12th, 2006
A contest entry
- In it for the Monet (picture contest) by ----michael----.
300 points, ended September 24, 2006, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I like how you set this up great work
I am sorry it took so long to get back to on a poem I just saw that you took a look at one of my poems this was really good thank you for reading one of my poems that means a lot lots of love Robin...aka SH
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I love that you gave her a name! And I think Elsa suits her. The poem is like a painting, where you do notice something each time you look/read. Well done and good luck, thanks for entering.
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I like this. It has a lot of nuances that make one think... good job.
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