poetry

Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

I like to think I would be missed.

If only by the spider

I rescued from under the bin;

If only by the puppy at the bus stop

That stopped chewing on its lead

To come say hello;

If only by my characters

Who wouldn’t know how their story ends.

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