NaPoWriMo Halfway Point

Father
old, crotchety
aging, graying, waxing
born seventy-six years ago
Grandpa

NaPoWriMo Prompt Day 15 – Because we’re halfway through NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that reflects on the nature of being in the middle of something. The poem could be about being on a journey and stopping for a break, or the gap between something half-done and all-done. Half a loaf is supposedly better than none, but what’s the difference between half of a very large loaf and all of a very small one? Let your mind wander into the middle distance, betwixt the beginning of things and the end. Hopefully, you will find some poetry there!

Welcome back to day 15 of NaPoWriMo. I veered off topic for today’s poem, because just past the midway point in April, April 19th, is my dad’s birthday and the birthday card had to go out in the mail today. But do not fear, I jotted this little poem before I had to go out this morning.

Morning rush, out the
door before finishing cof…
Here I sit

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