Bloodstained Luggage

I am not one

to hobnob

with the elite

I do not

advertise those

who crossed

my path

nor critique

their perceived



I muse over

the battered and


luggage that

makes me

realize memories

and zany adventures

dwindle with age


the radiance in

your eyes and

shining from

your face is

all that remains

Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Today’s challenge was to use several of the words created to Shakespeare as the inventor … see if you can pick out the ones I used!