Grafitti
by Phyllis Beebe
The Walpaper Man is
coming today
To strip off the old and put on
new.
He lets me watch and see him do
The
magic that takes the old look away.
When the
old paper's off and the wall is clean
He'll
give me his pencil to write my name
And the
date below a window frame,
Tho years may pass
before it is seen.
I leave a message for
someone to find
Again when the wall is
bared
To reveal that a former tenant
cared
For this room in some long past
time.