Tale of the Night Movers

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This was the seventh time we'd moved, 
In the wee morning before the sunrise
But somehow, I could feel God approved
And there'd be a great beginning apprised 

Once we lived way out in the country
I'd watch the daily train pass by 
Swinging in a tree swing hungry
Boy, how those days were on the fly

Before that move, seems I remember
I was asleep in my home in the city
Towards the ending of December
Woke in a rural area pretty     

We fled by night, time after time
But finally, one home stayed
I learned so much about earth's slime
Moving by night place to place afraid

One last move, in the light of morn
Another chance for a better life formed
I knew this was it, some stability norm
Life's opportunities to be transformed









Apprise-made aware of, increased in value
Date: 01-11-2023
Sponsor: Hilo Poet
Contest: Metrical Tale

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Elizabeth Mccann

Date: 1/12/2023 11:56:00 PM

Gollee..! What a story! That "in a tree swing hungry" really got me! Elizabeth

Sara Kendrick
Date: 1/13/2023 4:07:00 AM

Elizabeth, I remember those days when life was not so easy, but I thank God that life was easier for my family than some. Your visits are appreciated. Sara

Ranaditya Adhikary

Date: 1/12/2023 11:20:00 AM

Impressive use of imagery! Best of luck for the contest:-)

Sara Kendrick
Date: 1/12/2023 2:43:00 PM

Thank you, Ranaditya. I appreciate the visit. Sara

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 1/11/2023 2:34:00 PM

Interesting tale! Nice one!

Sara Kendrick
Date: 1/12/2023 2:27:00 AM

Thank you, Kim. Life can be interesting as long as you are not living it. Sara