Reluctant Guest
It was infatuation. He was there at my behest,
and although I hoped for more, he proved to be a slippery guest.
When I reached out for him and he escaped my grasp,
I improvised a harness out of scarf and belt and clasp.
Before you form ideas about my brashness in this tryst,
imagining the lengths that I might go to to be kissed,
I fear that you misunderstand the situation. Maybe,
I did not make it clear that I was bathing sis’s baby!
The prompt words today are slippery, guest, infatuation, improvise. Here are the links:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/09/20/rdp-thursday-slippery/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/09/20/fowc-with-fandango-guest/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/09/20/infatuation/
https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2018/09/17/daily-addictions-2018-week-37/improvise
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Writing a seamless,8 line poem around four different challenges – that’s neat, but I don’t think I’ll ask you to babysit any of my young relatives in the near future 🙂
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Ha.
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Love it (still chuckling) 😉
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Welp, you got me! I definitely saw this post going in a different direction. Haha, fun piece. 🙂
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I’m always glad to hear that my deceptive actions work, Marie.
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I remember my sheer terror the first time I bathed Owen!
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It is terrifying but so lovely too. Babies are such wigglers.
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Yikes! I hope all is well. They are slippery little buggers!☺️
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