Past & Present
Eyes glazed, shoulders distraught, alone,
immobile and dazed he stood. He almost moaned.
Without his Ipad, TV, and DS, he was paralyzed,
surrounded by games he didn't recognize,
music he'd never heard. His mother said, "What a treat!"
A bow glided upon strings of music so sweet,
little men upon a table stood, with horses so bold.
The proximity of days gone by hovered, took hold,
and he played, intrigued with the past,
his smile ever widening, his imagination vast
as triangles and squares became ships!
Thirty minutes of activity; when asked to leave, a guilt trip
he gave his mother, a fine retribution you see,
as the gift shop she truly wanted to proceed,
but the lure of the past was strong. The child
played on as mother gave in, smiled,
as the bow still sweetly played, kindred
spirits of past & present dancing together, joyfully indeed.
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This is for Three Word Wednesday #250 (
3WW CCL) This week's words are: Immobile, Proximity, and Retribution. I invite you to join in the fun - the link is open for a full week.
This is a continuation at a look at my day trip to "
Old Salem", a small "living museum" in Winston-Salem, NC.
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