Poetry: The Bottle Story

Posted byosebinitiePosted inPoise

My grandma used to keep a lot of empty bottles
I do the same.
I feel like I’m finishing her work.
There are so many things to understand
Over why you do certain things you do.
Sometimes you pick your lessons from the past
And if you don’t have one
You sort of craft one as you go along
What’s your story
Why do you do what you do?

Published by osebinitie

Ose Binitie is no random blogger; having aced a blogging stint at FAB Magazine and now successfully running two independent blogs, she'd say she was pretty awesome. She loves language, music, writing and so many other things! Check out her posts at www.emphaticdynamo.com and hellurrrandom.wordpress.com

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