Four Lines May 22, 2017Four Lines, Poetryfour lines, poem, poems, Poetry, quatrainthecraftysisters isn’t it inevitable that the day my phone doesn’t charge i’m stuck in a beige waiting room listening to Frank Sinatra Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
What’s wrong with Frankie?
Sounds like something I saw on tv years ago, depicting our own personal hell.