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…
– B. Biter 2019