Pearson
Randy Baker's February Writer's Challenge
I listen to the silence.
Hearing everything that is missing.
The serenade of traffic
The whisper of the leaves moving in the trees
The cascade of everyday noises that layer our daily life
Even the sun has retreated to the ethereal plane
Leaving me standing alone in the front yard of a home now empty
Lost in the labyrinth of my memories
Seeing the shadows of a man who was such a dear enigma to me
Mostly he liked to garden
His kept the lawn perfectly trimmed and watered till it was like lush green velvet
His flowers were always bigger and brighter than those of his neighbours
Like they were vying for his praise bending in the wind to his touch
He had the power to draw life like a magnet
He would pull the best from people simply by having unshakeable faith in them.
Knowing and believing in their best self so powerfully, there was no other choice for them but to become it
To be way brighter, way stronger, way kinder, way smarter, way everything good because there was someone who believed so strongly, they could
He could parse any problem down to the crux of it and make you see the solution as easy as pie
What is the solution to dying I wonder
He thought that was simple too and pulled the sheet over his head
About the Creator
Bonnie Bowerman
Just a curious soul with a crayon, at the beginning of my writing journey. There were many absorbing detours along the way.
I am so happy, I stumbled upon this community. The depth of talent here, takes my breath away!
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