[kathryn]

Ive never written a poem before……so here goes!

Life before

I hear the little motorbike

Coming down the street

The tightness in my chest

My heart skipping a beat

My ears strain hard, to hear the sound

Will it or wont it stop

I take a breath and hold it

My stomach in a knot

It happens every day you see

The waiting game begins

And when i hear that squeaky brake

My mind begins to spin

The postman is the person

That i used to fear the most

The bills and debt collectors

Who would contact me by post

I would never leave the house

Until i knew that he’d gone by

Or run out to the letter box

To ensure the mail was mine

I could never run the risk

Of someone else beating me there

I knew that if i did

My secret would be laid bare

Today i feel a little different

As i know there’ll be no more

I have taken back my life

And left behind my life before

[Monica1]

Well done!

[i-did-it]

Omg u have just described my relationship with my postman !
What a fabulous poem Kathryn ! I can so identify !

[Lizzy23]

with today’s technology I have signed up for paperless bills so I can hide my debt from everyone ??

[Crabapple]

Totally get this, excellent poem

[Julkaisija]

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