Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Pinetree Mystery: Installment #3
We simply could not wait to wake her,
Our daughter? the mystery maker?
She woke in a fuzz
But she knew who it was!
Of the note, she was just the caretaker.
Her story was this: Came a knock.
It was just after seven o’clock.
Two folks we don’t know
Gave a friendly hello,
And at last they were ready to talk.
But alas, we were out for the night.
The timing was not yet quite right.
A folk artist was he,
A writer was she,
They would just leave their cards and take flight.
But not without bidding us well,
With a promise their story to tell,
Would we come the next day,
Just a few blocks away?
This time we should ring THEIR doorbell . . .
. . . to be continued . . . not because I'm trying to hold readers
in suspense, but to buy time for writing the next installment.
Why I ever started this limerick idea, I can't imagine. dkm
Posted by dkm at 7:56 AM