Oct 27
poem challenge: Melted Lines
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Hope Between the Lines

She found hope between the buttery, melted lines of her grilled cheese. 
A hope for warmth as the weather outside continued to freeze.
On her walk home, the chill from the breeze,
Was enough to make her sneeze.
She begged her parents to let her stay home tomorrow with a “please”,
When they grounded out a disapproved no, she sank to her knees, 
And hugged her dog with a gigantic squeeze.
Perhaps she could make up an excuse that she fell ill with some infectious disease,
And lie through her teeth as she looked into the eyes of her parents, 
After all that was her expertise. 
But there were no guarantees to this plan of hers.
So she laid back into her chair with ease,
And found hope between the buttery, melted lines of her grilled cheese.

 
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