A Poem From Leftover Thoughts!

What should I do with these leftover pieces?

A Poem From Leftover Thoughts!

 

Sitting here; what should I write about?

 

I’ve got nothing but bits and pieces of thought

 

Oh well, here goes nothing;

 

A one-eyed owl keeps watch on the barn;

 

A cross-eyed stranger stares back from the mirror

 

An old man plays solitaire and waves to the crowd

 

A lonely widow waits by the phone,

 

willing someone will take away her pain

 

A loner sits alone in his room,

 

watching out his window as the children play,

 

dreaming of joining in, but knowing he won’t

 

A mangy dog watches the spoiled poodle with envy,

 

with his golden collar, and his snobby owner

 

A homeless man sleeps under the bridge,

 

and dreams of castles, where he once lived

 

Well, looks like that’s it for today, maybe tomorrow