Reminds me of the pet duck I had as a child. One day after coming home from elementary, I could not find it. My parents told me it had flown out the basement window (even as I child, I thought it was not possible that the duck had such aim and genius to fly out the basement window, but who was I to argue). Years later I found that it had not flown out, but had come to the fate of every duck during that time, he made it onto our plates. This poem reminded me of this long-forgotten pet, thank you :)
Ah no, it's simply to break the lines so imagine them as spaces. You can use the 'poetry block' feature but the font is small and horrible, so it's just spaces. Imagine them as nothing being there
Nadia I missed you and am glad you are back and ok 💖
Reminds me of the pet duck I had as a child. One day after coming home from elementary, I could not find it. My parents told me it had flown out the basement window (even as I child, I thought it was not possible that the duck had such aim and genius to fly out the basement window, but who was I to argue). Years later I found that it had not flown out, but had come to the fate of every duck during that time, he made it onto our plates. This poem reminded me of this long-forgotten pet, thank you :)
I'm so sorry that you ate your duck, but also sorry for laughing and enjoying the story so much! What a tale - thank you The Scholar :)
Merlin memories so sweet xx
Ah no, it's simply to break the lines so imagine them as spaces. You can use the 'poetry block' feature but the font is small and horrible, so it's just spaces. Imagine them as nothing being there
Thank you for asking :)