Easy to avoid,
but much more satisfying
to miss by a hair.
His whole life has seen Mr. D abjuring the easy routes for the ones fraught with bumps and possible peril. As a toddler, he liked nothing better than to walk around and around the trees with the very knobbiest roots. As a kindergartner, he seems happiest when headed straight for an imposing trunk, which he then swerves to miss at the last possible second.
Have I mentioned my grey hair? It's quite lovely, actually.
Have I mentioned my grey hair? It's quite lovely, actually.
(Day 24 of NaBloPoMo.)
1 comment:
This is a charming little haiku and captures the childhood love of little dangers and small victories. I found you via Ascender and glad that I came to visit.
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