The last dropA Poem by willwebYesterday I collected all of my mistakes, my sins and hurtful words and placed them in an old Maxwell House coffee can “Good to the last drop” in fancy script - I hope not I put back the plastic lid with one small crack on the edge and hid it on the top shelf behind a box of saltines, the ones you could never reach Who knew that you would pick today to clean out the pantry - and your heart © 2014 willwebReviews
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