Challenge
Tell the life story of a random object.
Tell the story of the life of a non-moving, non-living object (i.e. a pencil, a necklace). Poetry & prose both welcomed. :)
shell bracelet
i was made with care
and handed to my owner
sometimes she remembers
to place me on her wrist
other times I think she
forgets that I’m hers
*sighs* er, quite strange
how can she forget ’bout me
her beaded bracelet surely~
i just don’t understand it
at this rate I feel like maybe
i need to take another role
perhaps i can switch to
becoming what she needs
to tie her braids, or hair
whichever suits her really
as long as she remembers me
c’mon, i am made of beads
*clears throat* oh here she comes
oh~ she remembered to grab her
black hair tie— uh, that’s it I will
have a little chat with the hair tie
when they get back from the store-
*gasps*, never mind she’s picked me up
sunday. 20th October. 2019
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