WALKING WITH CHILDREN

This virus lockdown has made us relish our one permitted walk each day, and given us time to dawdle – to stand and stare.Because I am keeping a two-metre distance from my little granddaughter, she walks in front and sets the pace. She stops time and again to admire a pretty stone, a bug on a leaf, a strange door-knocker, crayoned rainbows in a multitude of windows – things we would miss if we were hurrying. So Jeff Arnold’s photo of a rainbow is most appropriate.
Here’s a little poem.
Walking with Children
Rainbows spread their ephemeral beautyOverhead, or further away overYonder, the fabled pots ofGold at their dampBases always just out of reach.Instead, children enjoy theirVibrant colours simply because.


.....................................................................................................THANKS as ever to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers. After you've left a (kind) comment on my blog, you can read other writers' interpretations of this image by following the frog link from her blog   https://rochellewisoff.com/
I trust you are all keeping safe and well, and finding refuge from boredom in reading and writing. See you next week, DV.