Eleven

Posted on by Reena Saxena

shared space, shared smiles
mats, cushions are welcome relief
from cold intimacy of white tiles
Enjoy; our camaraderie is brief

soon we’ll go fighting again
competing for the sofa or bed
Mom, please don’t feel so drained
Relax; you don’t have to see red

We pulled out napkins from the rings
and half the filling from cute soft toys
But we always make your heart sing
being no less pretty than Helen of Troy

We challenge others perched on a duvet
make the world look playful like Heaven
We snore merrily beneath a blanket
One and one always make Eleven

What Do You See #318

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