Posted in Poems/Stories, Prompts

The Day Begins

via Daily Prompt: Grasp

 

Look. Look over that way.

See her rushing to begin the day.

Her hair a mess, glasses askew,

Searching for that missing shoe.

 

She found it under the table,

Feeling slightly unstable

As she runs around loudly

While the dog sleeps soundly.

 

There’s no time for food

To get her in the mood

For the start of the morning.

The sun rises like a warning.

 

At last, she steps outside,

Taking short and quick strides

Through the early morning chill.

The wind is completely still.

 

She gets onto the road

Only to be immediately slowed

By a big yellow bus

Picking up a child named Russ.

 

The highway is mostly clear

Which makes her want to cheer.

Work needs her by 8:30,

So she flies like a birdie.

 

Finally, she pulls in the lot

Hoping that she’s not caught

Being late is no fun,

But what’s done is done.

 

 

But she didn’t grasp something important.

She should have an informant.

She’ll be in for quite a shock

When she learns it’s only 8 o’clock.

 

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Author:

Hey there! My name is Victoria Steuver, or Tori for short. I'm 20 years young and currently employed full time. I have two wonderful parents, an older sister, a younger brother, and a dog. I hope that this blog will not only help me enter the world of adults, but you as well! See you soon!

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