National Poetry Month – Day 16

I have been more sporadic in my writing this month than I’d hoped to be, and begin writing for a prompt without finishing it – BUT! Today I managed to get one completed.

April 16 – Prompt: “Your favorite childhood memory.”

Fun Fact – my neighbor once saw how much I loved to climb, and how greatly I needed a little bit of space all my own, so he gifted me the ginormous tree standing in his front yard. Dear, sweet man! If I could speak with you just one more time, I’d tell you just how amazing that gift was to a young girl.

“Up I go into the sprawling branches

Notebook held firmly between my teeth,

My bare feet grasping the rough bark

As the ground blurs far beneath.

I reach my favorite resting place

Pull out my pen, begin to write –

The birds calmly flit around me now

As we stay contentedly out of sight.

The tree its self embraces me as well

And I’m rocked within its shade

Familiar friends –

as if this tree..

…just for me…

was made.

– B. Biter 2019

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