So many things hidden deep below its depths
Words spoken angrily
Caught by its soft, shaggy fur
Sounds once muffled
Now trapped within its embrace
Every footstep that it ever saw
Smelt, tasted and touched
Stored in the memory of the long hairs
That will never grow
Every cup that was ever spilled
And parents sharp reprimand
Slowly, very slowy
Sunk into its golden furs
Imprints of furniture come and gone
Years of travellers, families and couples
So many happy memories
So many sad
All imprinted deeply on the carpet that will always live
Author notes
So this is a combination of your prompt, a book and i'm reading and my life at the momeny!
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Comments
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A good take on the prompt. I enjoyed where you took this.
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This is very well thought out and penned. oh memories... they can make you smile and they can make you terribly sad.
But this is a great piece and i really enjoyed reading it!
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