
I picked sea shells crusted with white
pickled in ancient ocean spice
I dug my toes in, it felt nice
till a crab crawled up for some light
and gave me a terrible fright
My three year old lungs yelled out loud
spraying sand and shells all around
I lost my balance and flat fell
face down on that crawling crab shell
running my little pride aground
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Mindfills by s.s. for
Reena’s exploration challenge #159 – slice of your life ….framed on the wall. What would you like to see there
Ronovan Writes Decima challenge – fright in A rhyme
Nice one
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Thank you. You never know where a picture will lead ๐
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Your mention of “three year old” makes it such a cute picture ๐๐
Thanks for joining in, s.s.!
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Thanks Reena. Nice challenge
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I picked …. A decima by s.s.
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Beautiful the way you have penned
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Thank you so much ๐
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Love that last line… and it”s playful, I like that
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Thank you:) I’m so glad you did. It’s the picture that got me going. So…thanks to you
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That’s what’s we hope will happen. The photo will trigger some creative explosion. Seems to work that way with most folks.
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oh no! poor child ๐ฆ
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Haha…totally! Scarred for life
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Lovely.
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