Willow hosts a weekly meme
Using the below photo
write a poem or vignette
I was surprised to discover that I was only two
when we moved from that house.
I remember a photograph like image
or should I say I remember the door,
remember looking up from darkness into brimming light
knowing that I was alone and mama must be somewhere
over that broken door.
I remember...darkness...light...no mama
I recorded...fear,confusion,and abandonment.
All that power in one door
Magpie Tale of fiction # 36