The Wednesday poetry prompt at Writer’s Digest was to write a poem, Hold _ . The first thing that came into my head, Hold your horses. My mom would tell us this when we were antsy. Much like when she would tell us we would live ’til we’re twice married whenever we were distraught about something. I used the twice married line for the first assignment of my MOOC in July.
The mom charm was given to me by Rachael. One of her classmates sold charms as a fundraiser for her trip to Chile. The pieces inside are Shawn, Gretchen, Rachael and my birthstones.