Drafty delight

My 3 year old has inherited the gab gene. Like a firefly, his light flicks randomly from his mouth, eyes, ears and often his nose, without pattern, without flow. His inability to wrangle his tongue around any word beginning with an ‘s’ reminds me that even with all his insight, he’s just a little boy with so much learning and growing to do. I want to hold him to infinity. Tonight he took me on a bouncy trip to yesterday, last week, the other day, one day and tomorrow. The scenes were electric, my guide a delight.

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I've been wanting to do this for a while. Now I can type instead of pen scratch in a journal. It's an experiment, but isn't life. I wish you joy and happiness. May life bless you and may you bless life. View all posts by writesome

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