It Was a Good Morning Until
It was a good morning until
kids outside threw big rocks into
our room, leaving glass neath the sill.
What hullaballoo we went through!
Auntie Em passed out with a yell.
Our uncle, who stood near his wife,
with his crutches - to the floor fell.
My cousin screamed, "Run for your life!"
He thought he was back in Iraq,
for PST syndrome he had.
Poor Grandpa he tried to attack.
I swear I saw blood. It was BAD!
Feb. 15, 2021
for Tania Kitchin's It Was A Good Morning Until.. Poetry Contest
12 lines total in rhyming stanzas abab
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2021
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