So Much at Stake

Poetry Challenge

What My Doober Lives For

Doober by Heather Crismond

Everything depends
Upon

The sound of
Mommy’s keys

As she twists
The doorknob

The face I thought lost

I’d Be Late if I Had a Time Machine

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Everything depends
Upon

My alarm
Going off

Loud enough
To wake me

So I am not late

It’s Not Fantasy…Right?

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Everything depends
Upon

Eyes that smile
For me

Lips that don’t
Tell a lie

A heart that is mine

Hope/Despair… Such a Fine…