Find awe in the idea of love and the depth of love you’re capable of giving. AND, don't wait for Valentine's Day to begin. Scroll to the bottom for a timely Aside concerning a friend.
Written for Meeting The Bar at dVerse for the patchwork PROSE prompt hosted by Laura. I’m STILL wowed at the result and will say no more.
I'm wowed and will say no more. Because how else was this supposed to go with words from literary geniuses, such as Mary Oliver & Joy Harjo? Enjoy my patchwork.
A small town raised me. That was my then; I am now living my now. Two simple happenings that are entangled. Read to find out what that feels like. xo
You can no longer see it, but you can feel it-- the child within. I hope the feeling is of a good memory. Like Christmas perhaps? Please read these ha'sonnets, and perhaps write one too. For your inner child.
Grandma Ami, my paternal grandmother, would be today's protagonist of the tad-bit exaggerated creative non-fiction story/poem. My gramms had good 'reasons' for loving me like she did.