a one-line poem in response to this prompt by Harper Thorpe for Chalkboard
I waitedfor that elusive someone,that string of somethings — guaranteed to bring me happiness
ㅤㅤㅤㅤMyㅤdaysㅤspentㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤanticipatingㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤyou comingㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤtoㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ yourㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsensesㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤbut ㅤtheㅤㅤㅤㅤwaitingㅤㅤisㅤㅤㅤgrating on my…
with the gift of sight(a One-Line Poem response to “Waiting”, by Harper Thorpe)
The moment the seed is sownto the time, when a plant growsand bears fruit.All the hard work spentin nurturing gives pleasure
