Friday, October 26, 2018

The screw'in stool

Their it was,
in the kitchen.

The one where so many Martin's,
were provided,
a start.

Used daily to reach the highest shelf.
That is not, why it was kept,
their.

Late night,
when children were in bed.

The senior Martin's would reunite,
to renew again,
a covenant.

And occasionally a new life,
a Martin,
would be planted.

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