
For this week’s Poetry Friday, hosted by Hey, Jim Hill!, I am sharing an original poem about a little girl and her grandmother:
Saturday Scratch-off
Come on, Grandma! Catch up!
I scamper ahead on
ice-slicked concrete. I am
impatient. She’s slower
than wiggly gummy worms
that will slither down my
throat on the way home from
the Stop-n-Go. Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Saturday Scratch-off”