“Eyes on Fridge”

“Aye” the Pirate says to you,
“i’s”in Mississippi too,
“eyes” in needles used to sew,
“i” for times we used to know,
“Eyes on Fridge” I mention here,
seeing things that we hold dear,
scraps of paper turned to gold,
holding stories to be told.

 

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