I drove ahead on autopilot
listening intently
though anonymously
as my eldest daughter
told a tale
to her toddler sister.
She made it up
as she went along,
crocheting with words
inspired by a book of photographs.
"I like that you like paper",
she said,
as her sister's head of blonde curls
turned to look out of the window
uninterested.
Poetry, Rants, Expressions, Stories both fictional and non-fiction, and otherwise worthy collections of words.
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