(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day … You write, too.)
Spindly sticks gathered
off my elderly neighbor’s lawn,
remains of a storm come, and gone,
as she pops her head out
and asks, curious, What’s going on?
I’m wandering around, my arms
full of broken fallen wood,
telling her with a smile
about bonfire we’ll make,
when the weather gets good
Peace (among neighbors),
Peace among neighbors 🥰 needed not only around us but all over the world.
I can picture this like a photograph, or a Norman Rockwell painting, your neighbor leaning out her door, you smiling back with your arms full of sticks. A bonfire does sound fun, especially if s’mores are involved…
Wonderful! And this reminds me of the future bonfire a farmer has been assembling in his field since the last of the snow melted. Anticipation!
Small acts of kindness + bonfire = perfection
Love the spindly sticks!