Child At the Top of the Stairs

It was quiet in the house nothing stirred but the child mouse, stepping lightly across the floor she slipped to her knees at the stair door. Bending low and sliding down she caught a nail and tore her gown but determined she was to hear listening to her parents arguing fears. Once again she was in trouble at school and now her mother and father dueled on what to do about her attitude and how with the mean girls she did collude. The punishment lay openly upon the table and the child recognized her action enabled foolish behavior with regretful tangles needing now to pursue better angles. Down the stairs, she quickly flew sorrowful with the grief of her mistakes askew she conceded in confessing her wrongful acts promised to tomorrow, take it all back. Her sincerity echoed and resounded but her father assured her, for two weeks grounded. for Julia Ward Listening 12/15/19