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Sunday, April 3, 2011

“An Unread Book by the Bed”

Prompt: the world without you

The little boy would say “Where’s Mommy?” and
forget again until his milk cup was empty.

The man would say “Now who will find my socks? and
busy himself at work, never remembering to eat breakfast.

The baby girl would cry to be held, growing up being
told she looks just like her, but never really knowing.

The unread book would sit next to the bed, a slip of paper
chronicling where the adventure ended, keeping it’s
Happily Ever After all to itself.

1 comment:

  1. Jeez, if you can write this, then you can write a book. Where's your manuscript, woman? :)