Todays line is...
The far side of a muddy path
The rules are you have to use this as your first line with no changes, you may use prose or any poetry form...
OURS IS...
The far side of a muddy path
is where I needed to be,
and the only way to get there
was getting mud all over me...
So many a time I remember
the joy felt as a child,
when a puddle of mud, in my way,
was enough to make me wild...
Mud pies were made with joy
and hard baked by the sun,
we sometimes put our handprints,
just before they were 'done'...
Now, here I am, thinking about
how best I can avoid,
something that not so long ago
made me feel overjoyed ...
So feeling a bit nostalgic,
I kicked off my old shoes
and with my muddy memories
I played away my blues !
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
