Things
A picture. of someone leaving
their bags in their hands
and a cab waiting too.
It doesn’t matter if it’s me or you.
An ad, for a 2br, 3b, H/AC
Same address as above
Open House Sat./Sun 11-3
Bring your own love.
A gold ring. for sale, 22ct., barely worn
Call the number below
If no one answers
233-789-4445 It's probably been sold
A phone call, from someone in tears
thinking they made a mistake.
Too late, the house is sold and my ring too.
Don’t worry, those are material things.
What truly matters is me and you.
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Author:
MendedFences27 (
Offline) - Published: August 28th, 2026 13:35
- Comment from author about the poem: People often act hastily and then regret it.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Last minute regrets and an attempt to turn things around. Love is worth more than material things. Well done
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