” Look,” my granddaughter said,
pointing to clouds in the morning sky.
“There’s a lavender chicken
watching us from up on high.
I know you’re into signs
and portents and stuff,
but what do you make
of that piece of fluff?”
” Ah,” I said, looking wise,
“that’s nature warning
us not to take drugs.”
She looked at me with
rolling eyes and heaved
a long and purple sigh.
JDG
thanks for the morning chuckle! 🙂
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Now I will be thinking of the colors of my sighs all day. 🙂
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Love this! Only a grandmother could be so funny and creative. 🙂
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Hahaha such lovely words, Joan.
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