Wow, trying to figure out how to post again on WordPress. I guess it has been a little bit over a year. Too much happening or just binge watching “Game of Thrones.” I wanted to post another poem from my daughter for comment. I enjoy them so, and will polish them up is she lets me. This one she didn’t. She was inspired from our Friday night Dungeons and Dragons game. (The pic is my son and I shooting rockets several years ago. As you can see my wife’s overzealous safety measures)
Longing for Adventure
Longing for adventure we sit in this room,
ticking past minutes as day reaches noon.
We will no longer be kept trapped up in here
as we set out for adventure in our very best gear.
Armed with swords, arrows and spears,
We sneak out of the room as dark soon nears.
Hidden by shadows the dark reaches night,
As we plan to be back before the first light.
As we reach the courtyard we sneak past the guard who’s too busy to even care
Continuing there, it’s too late to be scared.
In the stillness of the night, around the corner and under the trees,
We crouch down low to crawl on our knees.
Snickering, punching, and stifling laughter,
we narrowly avoided a grave disaster;
A mother scolding her child for being out at night,
As they left we saw the most wondrous sight;
Of fireflies blinking in small specks of light.
We head back knowing that dawn will soon strike,
wondering and preparing for what to do the next night.
We sneak back into the room holding a new secret of something to do,
next time we’re longing for adventure.
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