Sun drops like a curtian drawn
Show is over, and they've all gone
Behind the scenes, my costume shed
Melted sweat, face is red
Back of hand sticks to skin
As I wipe 'way the heat again
Undone, uncovered, but not quite through
Waiting outside, my last fan, You
After everyone has gone home,
Author notes
The people in our lives who hang around "After the Show" are the ones you will never leave us hanging. They are blessings. They are love.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is wonderful.
The meaning is lovely.
This is a great piece,
Nice job! <3 -
i love this...
poems with a theme always beat those that are just a list of feelings




