A Broken Rainbow…

My granddaughter dropped her kaleidoscope

from the top window

Tiny, coloured pieces scattered across the patio

I heard her footsteps running down the stairs

Holding my breath, hoping she wouldn’t fall

Three-year-olds often know no fear

The tiny jewels shone under bright sunlight

Lost treasure belonging to the shining ones

Running into the kitchen, where I stood

watching the coloured dancing lights

Renewing my faith in magic.

“I didn’t throw it, Nan,

I tried to find more light to make the pieces shine”

Hugging my leg, her tears drying on my apron

Looking at her tear-stained face

I couldn’t tell her off for playing near an open window

Taking her hand, we walked outside

With a sob in her voice, she said

“It’s a broken rainbow…”

©AnitaDawes2022

Hi Folks

This is not what I intended to post today. The site isn’t anywhere near lovely yet, but I’m working on it. Todays message should be, Don’t mess about if you don’t know what you are doing!

Luckily, the posting side seems to be working, although I know you will tell me if it isn’t!

Hopefully, these shenanigans will not slow down the promotion for Folly’s End too much, so I’ll keep my fingers crossed for the moment!

Whatever next?

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