We can either Knock, knock, knock on heaven's door or the one to getting older. Hmm! I have decided to try to view aging in a positive light. Yeah, the body deteriorates as we age. That's not too fun, but if every day is a gift and a new adventure. Then why not embrace it? Just saying.
I remember taking my oldest son when he was not quite one for breakfast. He grabbed the milk and when I went to reach for it he threw it. The man in the next booth wasn't amused at all. The man yelled and my son cried every time after that when we go to McDonalds. We've had many different experiences over the years with our children and our grandchildren.
A different kind of prompt tonight. "Speak soft my name" Tell us your thoughts about it. You don't need to write a review of this poem, read it, tell us what you think.
I think it is very creative. I like it. The imagery speaks to what it is. Emotion and suspense is built up until the end and its over just like that, much like a real tsunami.
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