My Wrinkles speak a thousand words.
Words of wisdom words of knowledge.
Words of happiness and words of courage.
Words of sorrow and words of visage.
Words of sadness and the joys of marriage.
My submission to Today’s Prompt~ Wrinkle
My child number three,
considered the baby of the house
But not anymore,
Was enrolled today to persue his higher studies forevermore.
To my Son…
“Here you are with a ladder reaching the sky
to achieve another milestone you got to climb up so high”
In response to the Daily prompt.
Once upon a time
I caught a little rhyme
I set it on the floor
but it ran right out the door
I chased it on my bicycle
but it melted to an icicle
I scooped it up in my hat
but it turned into a cat
I caught it by the tail
but it stretched into a whale
I followed it in a boat
but it changed into a goat
When I fed it tin and paper
it became a tall skyscraper
Then it grew into a kite
and flew far out of sight..- Eve Merriam
**While reviving memories Suddenly I came across this old poem which I learnt as a child.Sharing it as my second submission since it coincides with today’s Prompt Rhyme
Thin, huge, majestic,
Thorny in their special ways.
Pincushions are their bodies
Facing towards the Sun’s rays.
My submission in response to the Daily prompt Rhyme
*Pictured here are some from my Cactus collection.
As I wandered in the garden,
Up and down the patterned path,
Tip toeing in the heat.
The white and yellow flowers stood up proudly in the sun,
Adding colour to my feet.
In response to the Daily prompt ~Pattern