Dust Collects

Dust floats in the air like it belongs there, and then accumulates on everything. Dead skin and mites suspended in mid-air adhere to practically anything; sullying surfaces to which they cling. Dust bunnies gather, morphing into balls; that hide under beds and roll down the halls. Dust spreads allergens, dander, and pet hair that collects in corners and sticks to walls: it's everywhere, yet no one seems to care.
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La France Avatar
February 14, 2022 at 3:10 PM
Emile, congratulations on your Second Place win in my D Form-Dizain contest with your wonderful poem, I like the image too ~ Constance
Pinet Avatar
February 15, 2022 at 7:35 AM
Thanks, Constance, I appreciate the placement, my friend, Emile.
Dietrich Avatar
February 4, 2022 at 7:48 PM
Love the profound way you wrote about dust. VERY good writing, Emile. I really enjoyed the read.
Pinet Avatar
February 5, 2022 at 8:29 AM
Thanks, Andrea, I appreciate it, have a good day my friend, Emile.
Mcintosh Avatar
February 3, 2022 at 2:44 PM
Wonderful write on dust. I wrote on that word too :) Enjoyed your write. God bless you. Love, Gina
Pinet Avatar
February 4, 2022 at 6:51 AM
Thanks, Regina, dust is not easy to write about, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 3, 2022 at 1:37 PM
This is so delightful Emile. I just love it! I read it to my granddaughter and she loved it too. She loves to dust which makes me very pleased. I am Faving this adorable Dizain. Hugs xxoo
Pinet Avatar
February 4, 2022 at 6:50 AM
Thanks, Connie, I appreciate it, you have brought a smile to my day, have a good week my friend, Emile.
Hankins Avatar
February 3, 2022 at 11:02 AM
So true, and good writing, too. My housekeeper is here dusting and sweeping as I read. She comes every two weeks, and my house feels so good after she's been here. Smells good, too. Have a good day, friend.
Pinet Avatar
February 3, 2022 at 12:48 PM
Thanks, Milt, I appreciate it, have a good week my friend, Emile.
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