This is an great shape poem from Jane Basil.
Five Photos. Five Stories. Day 4
Thank you Calen at Impromptu Promptlings for nominating me for this fun challenge. For anyone who hasn’t seen Calen’s lovely inspiring site, I recommend that you check it out now.
the night w h e n with o u t w a r n i n g, t h e s t o r m crackled and thundered all around, lighting the sky with its white fury, my niece and I were in different areas of the campsite. We ran to the meadow and danced in the rain caking our legs with mud, laughing because we had both had the same idea. the next day the sun gave us its usual golden smile as if nothing had happened, and it set to work drying the d a m p ground ready to c h e e r e v e r y d a…
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