The sun wept when you left
I became a mole, hidden from friends and family
Our home was like a monastery with me the only monk
Our home now invites all who seek entry
I have again become a chanticleer, welcoming the dawn
The sun smiles again.
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The prompts are Letter Narration and/or Personification
This brief piece shows both, plus both simile and metaphor.





















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I sort of remember an old cartoon about a rooster named Chanticleer...he spoke Italian...
;-)
This brief piece shows both, plus both simile and metaphor.
And that, of course is the idea, isn't it, to have all these things in your tool belt; but you know that. This is lovely. Thanks for sharing with (Sunday) Gather Writing Essential!
Thanks, Pam.