Just thirteen more steps,
said the proud father,
as the little one huffed and puffed.
Kiddo had outperformed his father’s expectation,
he had reached this far,
keeping beautiful distractions at bay,
defying both the mother nature, and his own.
Old heart smiled, at the blind young one
It has been while since I gave myself a creative writing challenge. I am back to my favourite format “fifty five words”, and I chose the word “climb”. I love to say more with a few.