In the meantime, enjoy the responses I have made to other prompts.

Tuesday, April 7, 2015


It was the apple pie I smelled baking
But never could taste.

It was the Madame Alexander doll
I saw in the toy store window
I never could hold.

It was the gate to the town pool
Filled with children splashing
In the midst of summer
I never could open.

It was the comforter
Tucked snugly about my frame
I never could feel.

It was the view from the mountaintop
I never could see.

Today's is to write about money.

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