Love Poem: Spilled Milk
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Written by: Virginia Mitchell

Spilled Milk

I said, “You’re the cream of the crop!”
You called me your buttercup.
Emotions churned.
I milked the situation for all its worth,
As my dreams sat splendid before me.
Then, your life spilled out into the world,
And I became unwanted;
A container of spoiled passion
And curdled desires.
You dashed my hopes,
Leaving behind, 
The tracks of you,
and Bessie.
That old cow!