Tanka Tuesday | Aging

the best skipping stones
are at the bottom of the
pond, already thrown
the ducks will not bring them up
so I am empty handed



I wrote this on Day 20 of NaHaiWriMo. I had taken my mother to a chemo treatment and aging was on my mind. I forget what made me think of skipping rocks on a pond, maybe it was a reflecting pool that I saw. Anyway, since I have been talking about mom, and letting the experience influence my writing, I thought that I would share a picture of her doing her chair time. You can see many more pictures of my weekly life if you follow the link to my Instagram.


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