Baby twin opossums climbed to the top of the leaf
One said to the other, “This is beyond belief!”
“How do you think our mom found this barrier
To make us stay in her little carrier?”
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“It won’t work. I’ll not stay.
Let’s take a jump; we’ll fly away.”
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“But I’m hungry now, let’s wait a while.”
Lacking food is just not my style.”
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“Think we can back down, real steady;
Check to see if mom has dinner ready?”
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PHOTO PROMPT © Trish Nankeville
Write a one hundred word story sparked by the picture prompt. More stories of this type can be found by visiting Rochelle at https://rochellewisoff.com/ Thanks, Rochelle and Trish, for this challenging event.
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Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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A comical well-written poem! I enjoyed this.
LOL.
Great job, Oneta. I think we have another Ogden Nash in our midst.
Smilin’ at you. Have a great weekend.
enough for today, it looks like they went as far as they could go for now.
Actually, I see adults make moves that lead them from “dinner” safety. Oh, those runaways who become throw-aways because of impulse decisions.
Very cute – and very much the way children think, balancing the desire for comfort with the need for independence. Maybe they’ll go a bit further tomorrow.
I hope they move with love and support saying “Go try, you can come home again.”
I enjoyed the dialog, Oneta.
Have a good weekend … Isadora 😎
Thanks, Isadora. Have a blessed and happy weekend. Life is good, at least most of the time. 😀
Cute poem, Oneta.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks, Rochelle. You do a magnificent job of hosting this event. Double thanks. Shalom, yes.
Awwwww cute!
Thank you, Laurie Bell.
Lovely. Your warm family prom made me think about those independent teenagers who grow up and never leave home.
Yes, that’s a lesson for a different picture!
Whimsical and entertaining. Made me smile 🙂
I’m glad you are smiling. Thanks for saying so.
Oneta, this was a delightful poem. I enjoyed reading it 🙂
Thank you so much. We all need nudges to keep us moving. This is a good one. 😀