Yesterday, Glenda Funk wrote about a prompt triggered by another blogger, Kim Johnson, based on a book found in a thrift store. One of the prompts, Something Valuable Has Been Stolen, spoke to me. This Post makes me very sad.
I wish you had been here
When
They were tiny miracles, dependent,
Squishy bundles, reflecting the future.
They took those first bites, steps, rides
Reaching for support, reassurance,
They drew you a rainbow,
Filled with hope, love,
They ran, biked, slid, scooted, swam,
Faster and faster and faster time has gone
They needed those lessons, snuggles, ideas
Linking their history with their future.
They have a void they cannot fill because
Something valuable has been stolen
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