Today's Ethical ELA prompt asks us to think about a place that feels like a safe harbor to you – and bring that space alive in a poem. I could have written about beaches where the rhythm of the sea brings me great peace; however, if I am really honest my own safe haven has always been inside a book.
The door opened,
The delicious reward,
They sat waiting patiently,
I escaped.
We moved again,
The emptiness, overwhelming,
The fears, plentiful,
Nancy Drew, Cherry Ames, The Bobbsey Twins
Were waiting,
I rejoined my friends.
As a mom
The Lorax called,
The Little House on the Prairie cried out,
The Pitcher with the Glass Arm beckoned,
They were waiting for us,
I savored every word.
As a Meme (pronounced me-me)
The Little Blue Truck never fails,
Fancy Nancy has a lot to say,
Charlotte's Web, one more time.
So many books, so little time,
I know it will not last.
When the news is too much to bear,
The Women and Boat Baby,
Something Lost and Something Gained
Remind me that the tide will turn.
I slide under the covers and escape.
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