There’s a face on my milk carton, Every time I turn it around, That face stares at me. There’s a face in the grocery store, Every time I walk through, That face stares at me. There’s a face at the Post Office, Every time I…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
There’s a face on my milk carton, Every time I turn it around, That face stares at me. There’s a face in the grocery store, Every time I walk through, That face stares at me. There’s a face at the Post Office, Every time I…