Thursday 2nd October 2014.
Writing 101: Serially Found Part 2
On day four, you wrote a post about losing something. Today, write about finding something.
Today’s twist: if you wrote day four’s post as the first in a series, use this one as the second installment — loosely defined.
Serially Lost 2
Day Out Two.
The day started out with all the smiles,
Mother calling us to help with picnic.
Dad saying long way to go many miles.
From this I thought about travel sick.
Barley sugar in mouth, to help it is said,
Travel slowly in traffic, crawling along.
Dad is now cursing, we hit every red,
Mum breaks the boredom by humming a song.
Fields and mountains now hurrying by,
Rivers and streams glistening in the sun.
Cows grazing under the pale blue sky,
Lambs jumping and chasing, having fun.
Cities and towns not seen from the motorway,
Cars whizzing past us, dad driving with care.
Mum and dad chatting having much to say.
Feeling ill, window open, couldn’t wait to get there.
Mum saying are you okay? you look very pale,
Dad said he will find somewhere to stop and rest.
Head out of window and me holding the hand rail
Dignity is definitely lost, feeling better at best.
In the services, toilets called out loud,
Hanging my head, noises, amplified sound.
Feeling better, head slightly bowed,
On the floor a ten pound note I found.
Gerry A/C .Oct 2014.©