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A SET OF DRAWERS

I wonder what those drawers think
When they are left untouched.
I wonder what they think.

Do they ever open and smell the fresh air
That is clad with daisies?
Do they smell the air?

Have they held a baby in their arms
Or seen someone laugh?
Have they held a baby in their arms?

Do they ever cry or bask under the sun?
I wish they could do that.
Do they bask under the sun?

I often think if they remember me,
But they're rather noiseless.
I wonder if they remember me.

Who made them, or are they simply orphans-
And I, the evil mother?
Are they simply orphans?

Were they meant to be a set of drawers,
Or did they choose to be this way?
Were they meant to be a set of drawers?

I love my set of drawers and I'll kiss them
Everyday. Forever. Till the end.
I'll kiss them- a set of drawers, love them.



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