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GlassesIn this world of 20/20
You will find that there are plenty
Of people who have to wear
Glasses to make their eyesight fair
Most people with them aren't born
And when they need them they're a little torn
Do I get glasses, contacts or suffer?
I wish I had a better insurance buffer...
Glasses are expensive to replace
They sit smack in the middle of your face
Some are styling, some are pretty
Some make you seem professional or witty
Others cover half your head
And make you look like four-eyes instead
It's your choice what style you own
It's yours to make and yours alone
MorningThe sun rises over the horizon in the East. Rays reach over the trees, illuminating the tops of houses. It's such a beautiful sight, and she was glad she got to see it. She sat there for a long while, until the sun was hanging majestically higher as though trying to tell everyone it would be a beautiful morning.
She glanced down at her watch soon after and found it to be nearly 8 o'clock. She grabbed her shoes that she had laid next to her and carefully put them on each foot. She had until 10am to be at work, and she was already dressed.
She walked back to her home and ate a quick snack before descending into the town where she labored. "Good Morning!" Called out her manager as she stepped into the employee break area. She nodded towards him and clocked in. She was well known for not saying a word until Noon.
The morning was sacred to her.
Life in a New StateI am wandering.
It's been like this for days.
New streets, new houses
I am wondering
Where am I now?
I got lost on the way
Back to my new place
I am looking
At a map I bought
Last week to learn
All the new roads to wander.
I am gazing
Down the paved lane
Of the street I've been wandering
Looking at all the new driveways
I am finding
New parks and bike paths
That I'm excited to try out
On my new bike
I am walking
Back to my new place
It's strange how different everything is
In this new state
I am feeling
Warmer than I normally would
Because I'm further south
Loving this new weather
I am happy
Now that I'm away from
All the negativity
I like my new state
The Voice From the Top of the StairsI stood at the top of the stairs, staring down below. There was a girl there, struggling to climb up each step but never faltering. I felt for her. I had once been like that. Now it was my job to help her, like I had been helped before.
"Hey!" I shouted down the stairs. I knew from experience that she could not see me, or the bliss behind me. She looked up and around in confusion, unsure of where the voice had come from. "You can do it! Come join us up here! It's a great place!"
I saw her smile as she looked up. I knew she couldn't see us, but I knew she believed in the dream. She climbed onto the next steep stair leading to the top.
My business partner walked next to me. "Lot of raw talent in that one," he said, pointing down at the girl struggling on the stairs. He also shouted down to her. "Don't worry about falls dear! After every pit there's clear road! You'll get here! Don't worry."
His friend heard him shouting and decided he needed to add his commentary. "You can make it! You'l
The Staircase of Entrepreneurship.The staircase was wide at the bottom, but bottle necked up at the last few stairs I could see. The wall caved in, it was scary to me. Only one person, of moderate smallness, could fit into the tiny space that was almost as short as a crawl place.
I often sat at the bottom of the stairs. Almost twenty years of never knowing what was above. I preferred the staircase to the side. I'd been up those stairs many times. I was surrounded by stairways like that, here in this long hallway.
Instead of a hallway of doors, it was a hallway of stairs. Some were narrow, some were wide. Some were steep, but some were very easy to climb up.
I had been climbing my whole life it seemed. From my very infancy.
The first steps I climbed were the steps of learning, the next flight was the steps of my yearning. Yearning for someone, yearning for people, but then a yearning for success. It brought me to this hallway. I had just finished the staircase that completed my education and had found another similar st
2-24-14 Prompt - The Mile RunI wandered outside with my class to the track that lay before us. It was brown and dust swirled around us with the wind, even though it had rained last night.
The teacher told us where to stand and we huddled there, waiting for her to say go. Some people were lined up front, some towards the back. I was in the middle, as usual.
The teacher blew her whistle and we took off. I quickly caught up with some of the people in the front and smiled at them, but soon I was unable to keep up. I started jogging and breathing hard by the end of the first lap. I had two more to go and I was not ready.
I kept lagging further and further behind other people. Not because my legs were tired, no, but because it became harder and harder to breath.
As I finished the second lap my side started aching. I held it and began speed walking.
Somehow I was still ahead of a handful of people.
All I had to do was finish this lap, and then I could drink water and rest.
If I were a Pair of ShoesBrown leather
In his closet
Into neat little bows
The cold reaches the
soft brown leather
made for trekking mountains
But it has been snowy
Falling From a CloudI wake up to find myself on top of a purple cloud among the sky lit by the last few rays of the sunset. I see it shining and shimmering as I feel myself slowly collapsing into the coolness of the cloud beneath me. Suddenly the vapor gives way and I find myself falling, plummeting towards the earth at heightened speeds.
It's as though time has stopped for me, things are going so fast but yet everything seems like it is at a standstill. I feel the wind whistling through my hair and for once I am not afraid. I used to always be afraid of falling, but here I am in the middle of the sky and I do not fear, for I can barely see the ground.
Trees like ants begin to be seen in my view and I'm pretty sure I hit a bird or two as I drift to the earth's crust at light speed.
Pine trees, that's what they are. The landscape begins to show itself to me in increasing detail and I begin to fear that I may splatter when I hit the ground.
I see a slight river begin to form in my eyesight. I wonder yet how
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