Welcome!
See my clever message
Knock loud y'all,
but not like
you're the police,
Walk right on in,
right over me,
be sure to scrub
your feet
with the best of me.
I'm only here to
greet you
then be used
to clean the dirt off you
so you look good
for the in crowd
while I'm stuck outside
worn and faded
I became jaded
until they put me in the trash.
I wouldn't play into the
scrubbing and scrapping anymore.
Hit 40 and learned NO
so fast
it gave them all whiplash
Now i'm staying in
and there is no soliciting
Why would someone put the
throw pillow that I am
in front of a door anyway?
I'm fancy and fun,
We can cuddle for a movie
whereas doormats wear all the mud
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (1)
Such a good thought of mud left at the door. Very good!