Evening poem on Labor Day 2013
Dark clouds mirror my mood.
It is Labor Day
without a picnic to attend,
without any place to go,
I remained at home.
I remember
going out to eat
with Mama on Labor Day,
we had Mexican food.
It is Labor Day
without a picnic to attend,
without any place to go,
I remained at home.
I remember
going out to eat
with Mama on Labor Day,
we had Mexican food.
Labels: free verse, Labor Day, poem
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