Engrossed in her art ,
Emblellished the wall with her tiny hands
Scampering to call her papa
She was proud of her creativity
The shoutings shook her
Plucked off the creativity
Disappointment was sown deep
Never did she know her crayons would be gone forever.
The dress was pretty
But mud and water excited her
While all got ready
Little lady was busy in mud and water
Face or hands or hair or dress – was not left
All a muddy muddle
Stunned to see the daughter
Mama’s scolding feared her
For she never knew – what ‘costly’ was !!
Plucking off the ‘live in the moment ‘
She was scared to play again .
She was happy to help
Holding the dish in her hand
Walking slowly to the table
It slipped her hand
Pieces of shattered glass and food
All a mess in the floor
Stern look took her breath away
It plucked off her ‘helping attitude ‘
Forever and ever.
Kids live in the moment, enjoying what is happening. They dont know to think the ‘pros and cons’ and decide and do something. They live their lives – not bothering about what others might say/think . How many can accept kids as kids ??
Daily post prompt Pluck