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NOVEMBER 2015 ~”POEM-A-DAY”~ DAY TWENTY-SEVEN ~ “LEFTOVERS ” POEM

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For today’s prompt, write a leftovers poem. With Thanksgiving in the rear view, many people may have leftover food in their refrigerators. Others may wish they had leftovers. Regardless of the holidays, some folks feel like leftover people or that they live a leftover life.

LEFTOVERS

by John Yeo

The family were gathered to hear the reading,
The distinguished solicitor looked round the room,
He caught the tear-stained eye of a lady in scarlet
In sharp contrast to the universal mourning black.

A moment of silence when the family finally calmed.
The sobbing matriarch and her grieving daughter
Two sons and their wives and families and more,
Waited expectantly as the respected solicitor began.

“This is the last will and testament of a literate man.
‘I lived my life to the full, working long and hard,
I did my best for everyone of you gathered here
I have lived and loved as happily as a writer can.

I was never very wealthy, just comfortably wise,
That I have no fortune should be no surprise.
After I have paid my final accounts,
I leave the leftovers to my very dear friend
Who met and stayed with me right to the end’.”

Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

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